when earth smelt like
linen with a tinge of
lemongrass and
sweet tears made the
soot stick the bottom of our
boots like brown on
rice.
and there was dirt embedded
within the crevices of my nails
that i became negligent of.
negligent of how it got there.
accumulated hour by hour.
sebum from every pore saturating
soiled skin.
crying of laughter for hours
while making white collars sour
our top secret superpower.
i smiled as the sun went down
like the loser you love in me.