Home within my reach
Darkness and chaos in my bag
There they are. Ding, ding
The screen lights up
A smile appears on my face
A little heart pops

The vacuum hums on
But the music's in my head
And the home's at peace
The bubbles smell sweet
I drift between the pages
The day slowly melts

Out to buy some milk
Cream and a sweater instead
Damn… forgot the milk

Calm upon the mat
We whisper between the poses
Ladies… quiet, please
Sun upon my back
The air smells of fresh herbs
One of us still works

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