

I opened the fridge
Then closed it halfway
Opened it again
Like it owed me something
The carton leaned sideways
Behind a plastic bag
One lid sat loose
On yesterday’s container
I did the small math
With a fork in hand
Heat it
Plate it
Stand there
Finish
The chair was right there
I looked at it once
Then stayed by the counter
And called it dinner
Dinner Over the Sink
One hand holding the plate
One hand doing nothing
With the fork half raised
Dinner Over the Sink
I stayed where I stood
The chair was close enough
But not close enough
The microwave counted down
With a plastic cough
I watched the numbers
Do their only job
Sauce touched my thumb
From the wrapper seam
I wiped it off
On a paper towel
The plate was too hot
The food was uneven
One corner burned
One center still cold
I ate from the edge
Before it became a meal
Standing by the sink
With the fork still cold
One bent fork
One wet plate
One paper towel
Folded into use
One open drawer
One cabinet gap
One trash bag
Not tied yet
One plastic lid
One dull knife
One quiet swallow
Without a table
One body standing
One dinner done
One chair unused
Beside the wall
I did not sit down
I did not set a place
I held the plate
And made it count
Dinner Over the Sink
Small bites
Small room
Small work
I chewed what was ready
I left what was not
Then stared at the counter
Like it had instructions
The fork made marks
On the paper towel
I folded it twice
Then missed the bin
A crumb stayed stuck
Near the cabinet handle
I saw it clearly
And gave it the floor
I rinsed the plate
Before I finished
Like cleaning could start
While eating still happened
The water glass waited
Beside the stove
I carried it nowhere
And swallowed from the tap
I did not sit down
I did not set a place
I held the plate
And made it count
Dinner Over the Sink
Small bites
Small room
Small work
I chewed what was ready
I left what was not
Then stared at the counter
Like it had instructions
There was no reason
To do it this way
The chair had four legs
The table had space
The room had enough
For a person to sit
But standing was simpler
And simpler was all
I had twenty minutes
And used none of them
I had a clean plate
And leaned over steel
I had a meal
And treated it
Like a task
With steam on it
When I was done
I stayed there chewing
After the last bite
Had already gone
The fork in my hand
Felt official somehow
Like I had completed
A form for my body
The plate looked finished
The counter did not
The room kept adding
Small things to handle
I turned toward the chair
Then turned back once
Not for a reason
Just because I did
Dinner Over the Sink
One hand holding the plate
One hand doing nothing
With the fork half raised
Dinner Over the Sink
I stayed where I stood
The chair was close enough
But not close enough
- Lyricist
Peren Dasko
- Composer
Peren Dasko, Nolan Veyr
- Producer
Malric Dey
- Vocals
Peren Dasko

Listen to Dinner Over the Sink by Peren Dasko
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- 1
I Left the Water Running
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- 2
The Bag Stayed by the Door
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Dinner Over the Sink
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- 4
A Shirt on the Floor
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- 5
Pharmacy Light
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- 6
I Kept the Keys in My Hand
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- 7
Afternoon Aftertaste
Peren Dasko
- 8
Soap Left in the Dish
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- 9
Too Tired to Plug It In
Peren Dasko
- 10
Clean Socks Still Heavy
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- 11
The Bed Kept My Outline
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- 12
Still Here in the Morning
Peren Dasko
Maintenance Work for a Body is an album for nights when simply getting through each day feels like all you can do
Nothing major has happened, but replies, work, an untidy room, and sleepless mornings slowly wear you down
With a dry voice and minimal sound, Peren Dasko captures the quiet weight of everyday life
