Don't think I am doing you
a favour
when I wash the dishes
iron your shirts
or make the bed.
Hypnotic action of the doing
is what I savour
it leaves me free to live
within my head.
Don't think when I do, I do
for you.
There's no need
your gratitude to show -
it comes out sentimental
and I feel you think
I'm trapping you -
it just isn't so.
About the Creator
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