this morning i woke up
and was tired still
i fell down the stairs
washing basket in hands
sleep in eyes
and i let your clothes fall down over me
like a blanket
i fell asleep once more
covered in your smell
and dreamed of the world inside the washing machine
all soap and bubbles
this morning i woke up for the second time
on the stairs
covered in your dirty clothes
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