[Spirals.]

Jy Guerrero
Nov 22, 2020

Big gray toebeans
Ball of a fluff in a corner
Pink-laced bow; tails flowing
Coddled & cuddled all summer

Ears as big as plates
Curves and all candy shades
Shifted — middle, edge, under
Eyes shining like a beacon in winter

White, warm bed of a body
Still fresh, yet a little dusty
Sitting in the same place
Sealed cotton, getting musty

Long cylindrical arms, stubby ends
A rose stuck for a less nimble head
A card tucked to a crease, folded
Protected with vinyl, a hundred suns faded

Lights out, curtains unbridled
Carpets rolled and frames hidden
Old fuzz, waiting in silent spaces
Gently laid in a box, tumbled and lifted

WP: Edlyn

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