Love

my mother's mother's mother
I've head about her
weak and warm
most weak eventually
traveled not so much
cooked and cleaned
said yes dear ok

my mother's mother
I never forget her food
three-course meals
a house always clean
I was an adult when I knew
she liked cars not cooking
driving taxi was her passion
housework was her pain
I never forget her food
and her nerves

my mother
felt at home
when she wrote
went to university
when I was a child
we ate takeaway
in a dirty house
late nights we talked
about writing politics
and being a human
she refused the role
her mother accepted
everyone judged her
including herself
my sanity halts
when I think of her
how early she died

I
could not believe
a man so beautiful
wanted to talk to me
you cooked cleaned
and you liked it
my life would not
be a repeat of
woman before me

I
thought the worst
was a life of house work
never knew the stress
of papers, administration
you started company
I started company
damn all the papers
I helped you with
and you not me
meditation helped not
my heart accelerates
for every email

I know love
makes a healthy life
impossible
I know you want
to be different
want to change
I believe you
years and I believe you
and years
I still believe
because love
makes us idiots