Desperate Housewife

Dressed in an old tee and sweatpants hair unkempt in a careless ponytail changes nothing but multiple hats honestly, too many for a day. Cook, cleaner, driver, gardener, and teacher switches avatars in the blink of an eye nurse, physician and also cheerleader all tedious jobs without a pay Fiercely ambitious she was once supporting the kids and her man now accused of being a parasitic dunce by pointy fingers who know not her skin Smelling all over of onions and Windex as she finally creeps into bed desperate she is-but not for sex just a loving hug,a lingering caress. Desperately wants her man to hear her heart knock to not dismiss it as the ticking of kitchen clock. Written on 06/08/2016