Friday, April 10, 2015

We Always Do

I'm watching silly, old music videos
Set in the future
It's a grey day
But the light is stark
And last night's rain clings to blades of zealous grass and clover
It's been a lazy week
My bones have softened 
And my feet have shrunk
I can slip into my size nine boots 
Without the usual battle
They're covered in glitter
They don't leave a trail
I might wear them tonight
If we go somewhere nice
I'll over-dress
I always do 
We'll talk about the kids
We always do
You'll drink wine
I'll purse my lips
You'll notice
You'll shrug your shoulders
Then we'll talk about something else

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