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Monday, December 26, 2016

Bustle

The chair never had time to warm 
Over and over again she was up and down 
Delivering coffee, making hashbrowns 
Filling the belly of the dishwasher 
Folding a towel in case he wants a shower 
Taking a shower, dressing, sweeping off the couch from last nights crumbs 

She bustles around me 
Every part of my blood anxious from the moving 
While the tv plays and while I wait for the pastor to awake 
Carefully 
From dreams 

They say that you marry a woman like your
Mother 
I'm trying to find the
Commonality in our blood 

- How to take the bustling out of a woman

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