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A month's trial

A month’s trial…

 

Attempting to butch up your girly home,

you consign Marilyn cushions to the spare room,

replace boudoir duvets with dark covers.

Underwear entwining in ‘a big wash’,

your vegetarian trolley re-discovers

the meat counter at Tesco’s.

His’ You’re trying too hard’

is drowned out by the vacuum cleaner.

 

But after years of solitary living,

you long to replace your siren shift

with comfy leggings and Tee shirt,

stretching out in your bed like a cat before a fire.

Read a chapter on the loo

encouraging your coy bowels to poo

without anxious ‘Are you alright? ’up the stairs.

 

And when he blames village water for his unruly hair,

mock winces at your cheese grater towels,

will not exchange constitutional beach walk for bridle paths,

it becomes clear that you are some way off

handing in sea view flat keys

and adding his name to your rent book.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Steve Higgins

Tue 4th Feb 2014 07:02

Sometimes we can make too many sacrifices just to get that name on our rent book! Excellent work,
Best wishes,
Steve

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