#poem #poetry #amwriting women's work

 women's work

at two mavis set off the pressure pad
she was found in her hat and coat
    complaining that a bloke
she used to know from a butchers in hull
    had short changed for the ham

and no sooner was she in bed
than elsie needed showering
   it seems her stitches had bled
   and it was safer to wash her
while dawn chained the bed
   that risk her screaming
at the sight of her own blood

   and then we took tea
searching the channels for the something to watch

   before geting the hoover out
to run round the dining room before breakfast

The Blue Book

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