unfucked the bathroom
(though cupboard can wait for now);
one load of laundry
Tumblr-drying thoughts
on 'The Woman' and last words -
still lots to go there
beef, noodles, cashews:
things that wilt symbolically
in the microwave
invited abroad
to reheat for a few weeks,
(wilt, melt, crisp, unwind)
but without wifi,
a room of one's own ( - The Woman),
I'd murder them all
no time for a nap,
laundry's done and so's this post
terpsichore beatnik
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