I wake up sometimes
and frantic the clutter
I shove and tuck in
all edges shaming me
I wake up sometimes
and see the curtains
blow dust in the wind
all thoughts I’ve spent
shaming me
I wake up and dream
of the unfettered sheen
of a well made bed
May 22, 2017
May 22, 2017 at 9:48 PM UTC
I wake up sometimes
and frantic the clutter
I shove and tuck in
all edges shaming me
I wake up sometimes
and see the curtains
blow dust in the wind
all thoughts I’ve spent
shaming me
I wake up and dream
of the unfettered sheen
of a well made bed