Flawless
Kareene Martel
He won't let me wear sandals in the rain,
His belt never matches his shoes.
He never brings me flowers, they make him sneeze.
He buys fresh fruit every day,
And only uses recycled paper bags.
He never eats anything green, he hates that colour.
He rents videos on Wednesdays,
Yet he doesn't own a TV.
Never sees romantic comedies, only at the movies.
He never reads books more than an inch thick,
Or rips them to inch-thick pieces
They don't fit in his pocket.
His clothes are full of paint, his hair a mess
He smells of canvas and solvent.
He lies about his family, he prefers mine
Because his parents are not insane.
He says I smile too much, and he feels
He inconveniences me by walking slow.
He thinks my hair is too short, and wants
Me to wear pigtails to bed.
He fears I don't dream of him,
He only paints me while I sleep.
He hates that I eat in bed.
He doesn't know he's perfect.
