shoes off at the door

she was making me a better person

or so she said

shoes off at the door

hoover every other day

dishes done stacked to dry

& sap that I was

I went along with all of this

even if she was married to

living with another

to come to me in the night

for the things we both loved to do

& I had been too long by myself

beer & a rind of cheese in the fridge

cupboards empty but dust

coming home music on

read for a while write for a bit

& all that changed

she taught me her chicken stroganoff

to leave me sleeping sated

off to her home other life

breakfast & kids to school

full fridge drawings stuck on the front

while I woke understanding

I was not a better person

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