Because . . . I Can
Either side of the bed is mine
at my whim
and
Fancy
Coffee cups left in the sink
until there are
no
more
Clean
vacuum in the middle of the
floor
for a Week
remote - Mine
precisely.where.I.left.it.
Stink
of steamed broccoli and cauliflower
Welcome.
planting gardenias by the moon
music LOUD and interminable
unstructured.
Untethered.
Because.
I finally.
Can.
Copyright © Jill Martin | Year Posted 2006
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