Darts MAG

By Unknown, Unknown, Unknown

   I watch you

A tableau of unsatisfied perfection

Preparing, fixing, providing for us

Bustling, organizing

My hands are knotted

like a rope caught

in a sail

I see your juices warming


My aid not aid

I try to put

the dishes in the sink

but I know I will forget

Without eyes, I stroll

Your sewing machine breaks its threads

The darts not done

on the flowery dress

you made for me

The fabric stretching across the table

so you EXPLODE hot,

hot, hot red lava on the creamy ice cream rug

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