No Words

He doesn’t notice me anymore;
My hair could be colored blonde or black,
He says no words;
My hair could be long one day and short the next,
He says no words;
I could be wearing a lot of make-up or none at all,
A fancy outfit appropriate for a ball,
Or my pj’s for two days,
There is no word.
I could paint the Pristine Chapel, and get a “nice”,
Write a poem about love and life,
I could bake him his favorite apple pie,
Clean the house as if to entertain Christ,
He says no words;
He doesn’t notice me anymore!