lemon drops
and worn-out tops
pre-made meals
and vintage steals

nothing ever changes
unless you want it to
broken circles
if only I knew

damp-stained walls
and cropped overalls
books half-read
and plants unfed

eagerly awaiting
for when it comes around
the thousandth time
lost as the first

unkempt sheets
and forgotten feats
time zones
and preset ringtones