I Cut My Toe Nails
I carve out my dried husked hope
And in the cave I hide the desperation
of living
Carefully, I cover the opening with the foliage
of normalcy
The Job
The Wife
Pay the rent
Stop at the red lights
And I wait for time to pass
To pass me by
as I cut my toe nails
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