You're.........

You dominate the bed

and hog the double quilt,

Snoring, grunting  like a pig

You’re sleeping……

A shower would be good…

A fragrant rose you’re not,

A change of socks might do the trick,

You’re dressed….

Get in the car, drive off, no wave,

The bathroom left in disarray

A pile of clothes that need a wash,

You’re commuting….

The phone rings 3/4 times a day,

‘Pick up my suit and press my pants’

‘Don’t cook that muck you made last night’

You’re working….

For crying out loud stop bleating!

For pitys sake stop breathing

I feel the ire in me rising

You’re home………..

In silence watching tv

you alone have the remote,

Your fingers click- ‘My wallet’

‘where is it?’.. ‘In my coat’

A hand inside your pocket

and yes the wallets there,

together with a packaged gift

I wonder?.. do I dare?....

But daring do.. I open it

A bracelet with a heart,

a card addressed to who knows who,

another mistress tart....

Enough’s enough even for me!

I’m tired of being put upon,

So get your bags  you piece of crap

‘cause now my love …you’re GONE!........