Dear small line of dirt that won't go in the dustpan
Fuck You You are all it takes to start the plethora of analysis searching for the space between adequately clean and dirty Measuring the distance between a clear mind and a clean kitchen floor Furthermore the impact of stress shifts through me Yesterday it was the size of a ladybird in the palm of a bear Today it's the bear Biological warfare in the gossamer of my mind as I start to count to ten imagining the anxious tunnel dissipating before kicking at the line of dirt and walking out of the kitchen.
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