It is a struggle to loop, swoop, and pull
tight shoestrings and sanity all before breakfast
when dogs must be fed and watered and
my shoes bother me
and the games at recess will start without me
if we don't leave right now, but
my shoes bother me
so I haven't put a shirt on and
I left the lights on in my room because
my shoes bother me
and now I've melted into a puddle of anxiety
until the calories kick in
and sanity is regained and
I can function even though
my shoes still bother me.


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