A Day of Not Being A Day 20/01/23

charlie stu
Jan 24, 2023
1 min read

A Breakroom

Pause, breathe, exhale, eat.

You're not back on just yet,

your shift isn't screaming,

your day isn't shaking your shoulder,

your break will not be in this room.

Comfy Clothes

Second skin I slip in,

cool and cold to my heart's fervour,

they stroke round my edge,

encased I feel ready to live.

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