all day she yells at you.
get a job.
get a life.
pick up your pants
and shoes.
walk the dog, go to
the store,
we're out of milk
and cheese,
booze.
but you no longer hear
her.
you have shipped out.
you are far away.
you are on an island
with
palm trees and women
wearing
coconuts for lingerie.
Sunday, February 1, 2015
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