Lovely Penguin

Laundry heap romance
By Marie Gordon

Don’t look at me
I’m not the one
Who frosted the cupcakes
With a fork

You crush my hopes
Of eating out
Nibbling carry-out wings
By myself

You leave the sink
After shaving
Littered with chest hair
You chuckle

Then patronize
The one that scrapes
Your chocolate bunnies
Off the floor

If you loved me
You would vacuum
The tile at minimum
So I thought

I’ve scrubbed your stains
For the last time
You laugh in disbelief
Some stains bleed

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