Thursday, 24 November 2011

Death wish

I wish
I was terminally ill
so I could quit work
We could sit
on the bed and
play board games
and you’d make my dinner
for me.
And when you weren’t here
I could read magazines,
write a diary
and watch trash TV.
And you’d have to be nice,
if you liked it or not
Whatever I said,
You’d agree.