she #1, or clean love

a sinkful of dishes

two weeks old

soapy water is

soapy slime

dirty laundry


on the floor of

wasted time

how often do you

change your sheets?

about once a month,

I chime


she saved me

from my bachelorhood


my prime


if we ever live


we wouldn’t have that

Thai mask

over our bed

it would scare me,

she said


no dirty




not scared

and we have

our clean love

About troysherdahl

A blue-collar bohemian with a penchant for fine words and dirty jeans.
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