Peace of Mind

It’s the same old story

With the same old words

Between a spouse and her

Husband

Whenever he forgot

To don his poet’s hat

Or had set aside his

Artist’s cap.

He won’t bend entirely

To her rules

Or her whimsy projections

She uses as a hanger

At the end of her monologues

She has perfected

While she expects no answers

And no comments from him

As she does it so better for him!

He leaves to have some

Peace of mind

And finally she admits to need

The same.

Peace of mind.

 

zoltanzelan

ZJG-POetry’18.

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