Sunday, February 3, 2019

Doormat

When did I grow fibres?
When did I say to your shoes
that I wanted to welcome them home
after they had spent the night
at someone else's house?
When did I fall asleep?
When did I say 
that you could wipe your dirt all over me?
When did I become your doormat?
I'm awake
motherfucker.

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