http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p_eLtniMirs (Pearl Jam Better Man)
She liked to cook
Though take out
Littered trash
Business lunches
Counted coup
On credit cards
Checking defeats
Or victories
Business was business
She liked to cook
Coffee at least
So each morning
Two heaping teaspoons of ritualized reality
For each cup
That would be good
Good to the last drop
At least
Each dripping release
Percolated as
Thoughts of the day
Fermented for
She liked to cook
Coffee at least
Tiny movements
Breaking thought
A look
A smile
She would love today
Though
If she did her job
And did it well
It would leave
But she loved family
She thought
As she prepared the check
For the babysitter
Coffee continued cadence
Of brewing
She knew that tonight
Another hollow visit
To stale air
Of the house
Where nothing changed
Save the slow decay
Of a frozen future
Coffee continued cadence
Of brewing
Today she would work out
Today she would not grow old
Today she
Today
Cycle complete
Cup caressed
On journey to table
To pretend she loved
The one who read the paper
Peered only at paper
Or at his fine collection
Of porcelain dolls
The best that money could buy
For he loved that
She loved to cook
Coffee at least
She liked to cook
Though take out
Littered trash
Business lunches
Counted coup
On credit cards
Checking defeats
Or victories
Business was business
She liked to cook
Coffee at least
So each morning
Two heaping teaspoons of ritualized reality
For each cup
That would be good
Good to the last drop
At least
Each dripping release
Percolated as
Thoughts of the day
Fermented for
She liked to cook
Coffee at least
Tiny movements
Breaking thought
A look
A smile
She would love today
Though
If she did her job
And did it well
It would leave
But she loved family
She thought
As she prepared the check
For the babysitter
Coffee continued cadence
Of brewing
She knew that tonight
Another hollow visit
To stale air
Of the house
Where nothing changed
Save the slow decay
Of a frozen future
Coffee continued cadence
Of brewing
Today she would work out
Today she would not grow old
Today she
Today
Cycle complete
Cup caressed
On journey to table
To pretend she loved
The one who read the paper
Peered only at paper
Or at his fine collection
Of porcelain dolls
The best that money could buy
For he loved that
She loved to cook
Coffee at least
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