What are you doing here?
You are in the wrong place.
You should be filling the space
Between the sink and me when I want to rinse my mug.
You should be in front of that drawer
Whenever I need to open it,
Hips against it as you chop the veg.
And opening the dishwasher door
So I need to step over it to get to the fridge.
You should be filling the kettle
Just as I reach for it,
My hand suspended in the air.
You should be using the tea towel
So I end up drying my hands on your back.
You should not be tucked away,
Here under your tree.
Darling, you should always be in the way.
You deserve to be loved.