Sunday, 18 March 2018

drafting

drafting 
and re- 
drafting 
until time 
is wasted 

i am lying 
in

 lavish 

 comfort
unsatisfied

at

honesty

There’s honesty in an unmade bed: “She’s got nothing to hide”

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