The young wife in the kitchen
Slumped with her arm on the window
Sill like a lazy vacationer
Her skirt tucked and legs bound
To the cool reflection of tile
Drink from the bottle held careless
As a cigarette though the price
Of wine and tangles in her hair
Betray casual Friday with
Mascara smears
Her gibbering a whisper but
I find it clear her vile sin
A pitiable sight
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