Monday, June 6, 2011

Roleplay

** roleplay **
How often change my heart
How empty find it now
The seam of love ripped out
Mechanically I continue
This role I have is not hard
Be civil when I would not
Earn money for the mortgage
Keep a roof atop our heads
Lock the doors at night
Let in the dog and turn off the lights
Sleep a while then rise and head to work
Arriving home again halfway through dinner
Head out to collect a child at tutoring or sport
A role I can focus on and perform
Only times the performance shakes
When nothing more found to do
When find self alone with you
And the words we trade are limp
No thoughts loving or passionate we think.

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