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cinderella, now that's a cliche
watching, waiting, sweeping up the secrets
under the rug they go
stomped on, dirty boots scuffed on
secrets wear beneath the rug
as they do in time
sweeping
actively cleansing
even if just concealing
secrets, grit, dirt, the past
pieces of a glass slipper, forgotten
in your chair
careful.
slip to far down in your seat
chin hits your chest
ankles fold up into your knees
torso shrinks
head topples
folded.
slouched.
puddle beneath your seat.
caution: slippery
not the brightest bulb on the tree
the sharpest tool in the box
shady lighting as your legs stick to the vinyl of a diner booth
half could be considered broken
missing, lost without you.
but I like to think of you as the better half...
but who are we kidding I'm the better half...
half of a whole
or just a plain half
depends if you are counting calories
... I'll meet you halfway
silk pillows ensure a night of sleep doesn't frizz your hair
or is that satin?
it could also be sateen
there are many imitation blends
what is the line between blends
my mother had fabric for a Thai silk wedding gown
she couldn't be assed to sew it.
written by the victors.
what does that mean?
teach that curriculum
well.... it didn't exactly happen that way
the Indians went on a long walk?
ROADTRIPPING...
actually not.
there are a lot of things you don't teach elementary schoolers
but in fact who knows real history?
it's a story.
slide in but take care the vinyl isn't cracked in place
snags on your skirt, your legs, your slip is exposed.
how many can you fit on a bench?
booths are the communes of traditional dining
little kids can't wear bandanas anymore because god forbid they have an ulterior meaning.
keeps the sweat from my eyes, and drags my style points the gutter
a few letters off of banana, ever see a banana bandana?
lullaby of adulthood
soft, slippery, awkward moments
encased in orange jello
choking slurping and sliding
cluttered, cosy, colorful
a measure of intellect, wealth, and class
put the Dickens and Austen in the foreground
hide the trashy romance novels in the cabinet
pause frequently to admire the masterpiece
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