Musings from the Bottom of My Laundry Basket
What do you look like way down there
Covered by each day’s filthy confines
I’m not sure if I’ve ever really seen you but once or twice
Your burdens do not stay in the corners you’ve banished them to–they are always advancing, covering, suffocating
Oh, bottom of my laundry basket, there are days when I feel like you
Enchanting – I love the elevation of the mundane. This is wonderfully thought out.