66/365

Stay
i.

you are
a late snowfall,
blanket of
sleep, cool pillows
to sink
into. sad because
no one
wants you
to stay.
even the tolerant
shake their heads.
sip coffee.
say:

the sun will come and
float your mattress
out to sea.





66/365

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