"Alone"
by Sammy
I guess you can say she's clingy
The attraction, evident
One-sheep flock amongst the mass.
So well kept.
Soft. Her cotton flesh, brightly optimistic;
rendering needs
Fitting a mold, touching the sole.
Lemon scented prestige
But we all part ways..
Now, lost. Alone without a soul mate
Gone; separated from the folds.
Days..between hard time and this cold place
It's dark. laid amongst shards of blades
and crumbled chips. She observes roaches pushing and prodding.
Elusive in this garden of shades.
Asking herself, what's my part to play?
Existing in atrophy, face hardened,
marked in Riga mortis;
nothing but the starch remains
Midnight bloomed;
She wished for a cup of Cheers; A Dawn of change
Between the crevice, she was restless
Nestled in awkward ways
Bent and crimp. Bright cotton becomes minced
...semblance of stocking exchange
Well hello!!
I took her in.
She was rough.
But even the toughest can softened. It's Spring…
bloom; cleaned and groomed as the cotton concedes
Man I'm glad I found that sock behind the washing machine!
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