by Motel Violet
· 29/04/2026
Published 29/04/2026 09:29
Wicker basket, split and cheap,
a mountain of regret.
Another week, the dirt will keep,
I haven't tackled yet.
Socks curled stiff, like tired hands,
a t-shirt, gray with doubt.
The uniform, it still demands
to be let out. Or in. Or bought.
Another pair.
Kicked my jeans, a hopeful shot,
they slid right off, right there.
A soft thud on the linoleum floor.
Just another layer. More.
#domestic life #household chores #procrastination #regret
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