and all he can do is complain
about the damp laundry
she thinks
but the clothes are clean
can't you see that
she holds her anger in
and he is incensed
she wants to avoid conflict
and he wants to fight
he is tired
and feels trapped
in her domesticity
she is tired
of his errant ways
his car the symbol of that
and the skid marks
he leaves on her soul
she's not sure
how much more
she can endure
/ / /
This poem was written using the theme of endure from One Single Impression incorporating damp, incensed, and skid from Three Word Wednesday. It is also a response to the cocktail of words prompt from We Write Poems.
I also offer it as my acceptance of the Perfect Poet Award for week 46 from Promising Poets' Poetry Cafe. I nominate Henry Clemmons, who blogs at The UnderSide of Green.