My wife is a picker

See her from the corner of my eye

Sitting on the loveseat

Cross legged

Pulling at the skin on her toes

Picking at the loose pieces

Especially the pinkie toes

Honestly I don’t know how she keeps going

with those bloody feet

Tender pink patches

She says she can’t stop that she has to calm her nerves somehow

Burn off her fidgety energy

I used to tell her to stop but nothing changed so I stopped complaining stopped trying and started pretending not to notice

The wife pretends to be calm

Only tiny bloody footprints to call us liars

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