My stained blue rug
frayed edges, tattered corners.
Cluttered with fragments
spilled ashes, cracker crumbs
vacuumed.
And new again,
waiting for life to soil it again.
My stained blue rug
frayed edges, tattered corners.
Cluttered with fragments
spilled ashes, cracker crumbs
vacuumed.
And new again,
waiting for life to soil it again.