i slept most of today
holding my favorite pillow
holding the book you gave me
waiting for just one look.
i slept for most of today
with socks on
with the sound of people fucking downstairs
with my eyes fixated on a picture of you.
I that middle part. It's such a strong image of what must have felt like a pretty small world around you at that moment. This is crisp, brutal imagery, and it's impossible to look away.
