October 29th
by me(whatever)
to: siina mota- strobe light
October 29,
it's cold
and I wear
my mittens inside
for the first time this year.
cat snuggles
warmly on
the comforter
and without dates
or weeks or calendars.
I live on
simply with
broken thoughts
and separated scenery
like the pieces of a teacup.
the furnace
needs maintenance
my pinky ends
are the only
purple out of pink.
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