Cleaning up after breakfast

By December 2, 2017 Poem

I find

Myself

Of late

Doing

Dishes

(or Laundry

Yoga

Meditation

Really anything)

 

And thinking about

The

Prince

 

It’s none of

My business

Really

(except

they

publicly

announced

their business

right to me)

 

So I can’t help but think of this

Lucky lucky lucky

woman

and her prince

 

and finding myself

wanting them to win

to really have it

to do what they want

to truly love each other as much as they seem to

and to do it for happily every after

 

I want the love

To be real

Because

Right now

 

My daily sadness

The daily news

Our daily intake of horror

It needs the prince

With his red beard

And charming ways

And that surging love in his eyes

 

It needs that prince

On his horse

 

To ride in

And save us

 

If only in my

Sudsy dreams

At the sink

Cleaning up after breakfast

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