housewife

i would wash your clothes with my spit

and bathe you in my copious tears

cradle myself in your armchair

after all the dishes were done and

fix every mistake you’ve ever made

i would walk three thousand miles

just to hear you say hello

and beg for mercy barefoot

and kneeling on hot coals

i would secure you the heavens

with the love i still have

and i would do it in the hopes

of redemption in your eyes

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