He talks to his wife across the house,
demanding answers that she doesn’t give.
She doesn’t hear him, and he gets mad,
again, and again, and again.
He trips on the cat in the dark,
and curses the cat for not learning.
He goes the same way, every time,
again, and again, and again.
He leaves the lights on and the water running,
and complains about the waste,
and argues about whodunit,
again, and again, and again.
He sleeps the same times,
and does the same things,
eats the same food,
and complains the same ways.
Goes to the same places,
listens to the same tunes,
watches the same tube,
and hears the same news.
Then he complains that nothing changes?
Again, and again, and again.
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