Stains
and crinkles
and wrinkles
on the sheets
where we meet
and how I don't
take the time
to wash them.
Soft
and pushed
and pulled
to the ground
not a sound
and when I do
take the time
to fold them.
Beige
and black
and blue
on the pillows
heads on willows
and why I don't
take the time
to clean them.
Laying
and lying
and lounging
to the breathing
not just heaving
and when I do
take the time
to recall them.
-Matthew Koutzun
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