Domesticated
I do not want this
I do not want these
sidewalkless streets
a garbage disposal
for coffee grounds and
the remnants of vegetables i've cajoled him to eat
but there are some things i covet
ache for
the way he passes the cups for the dishwasher
the tv-blanket built for two
his hand on the back of her neck
come to bed
and she goes
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