History of Fate Toss, a poem by Erica Kirk at Spillwords.com
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History of Fate Toss

History of Fate Toss

written by: Erica Kirk

 

And this weekend,

I’ll mow the lawn and paint the fence,
paint my face up in pretence –
failing that, I’ll kill myself.

I’ll fold the laundry and clean the dryer,
bemoan those I used to admire –
failing that, I’ll kill myself.

I’ll stock the fridge and clean the kitchen,
hem a dress with a new stitching –
failing that, I’ll kill myself.

I’ll garnish the main course and bake the cake,
fantasise about the pills I’ll take –
failing that, I’ll kill myself.

I’ll wash the windows and gloss the door,
forget the person I was before –
failing that, I’ll kill myself.

I’ll walk the dog and baste the chicken,
cook its thighs till they thicken –
failing that, I’ll kill myself.

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