of paint would do wonders
she tells me,
as she puts
on her makeup.
sitting at
the vanity, staring into
her three
mirrors. her fingers clicking
at jars,
and mysterious small
tubs of things.
the place will look great
if we spruce it up
a little.
i watch her as
she smooths on
her red lipstick and powders
her nose.
she brushes her hair
back,
then straightens her dress,
stepping into shoes.
so what do you think,
should we paint the house
or not?
can't hurt, i tell her.
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