In Your Shirt
I languish
in my comfort
wearing a old
shirt
you wore out
a long time ago
i smile to myself
thinking
how you don't
know ....
what...or who
i am...
you seem
so very certain
and
you think you know
me
and you smile....
and i smile....
yet i am inert
in my somnolence
living in your old
shirt
and......as i sleep
renewing my antimation
in your shirt...
and in my dreams
i continue to smile...
and you smile....
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