Prepare for thy God
Under sheets of blue cotton you breathed back into me
Something repetitive or grey
Something fed with anxiety, the shakiness of a half drunk animal
Your white skater shoes are left to think under the kitchen table all night
Collecting the smell of the laundry, the fridge, the tea
They step and trip all day, they are laced and undone
They step over mine, and stain
Sep 8, 2020
Sep 8, 2020 at 8:55 AM UTC
Prepare for thy God
Under sheets of blue cotton you breathed back into me
Something repetitive or grey
Something fed with anxiety, the shakiness of a half drunk animal
Your white skater shoes are left to think under the kitchen table all night
Collecting the smell of the laundry, the fridge, the tea
They step and trip all day, they are laced and undone
They step over mine, and stain
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