Saturday, April 16, 2011

Shitty Day

Shitty day
the computers crashed
All the way home
you stood on the train

Take off your hoodie and
throw it on the chair
kick off your sneakers and
hand me that scrunchie
I’ll stand here behind you
sweep back your long hair
make high-home-ponytail
and kiss the back of your neck

Your hair smells like winter

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