honey my heart
is a basket
of endless
laundry
for u
each beat knits
previously
worn socks
or bleach
spotted
tees
did you get
it?
the part
about how my
heart is
a basket of
laundry?
it’s a self-deprecating metaphor.
comedy snare drum
and cymbalism
This is just to say
ReplyDeleteI have read
your poem
that was on
your blog
and which
you were probably
intending
for another
Forgive me
it was inviting
so self-aware
and so cold