comfy outfit.

from head to foot

all-over

holes

in jeans

long-sleeved

or V-neck

unlined

fitted top

sweetheart neckline

pointed collar

buttoned cuffs

only

when out

with the wind

rufflin' my hair

on bouncin’ soles

climbin’ the mountains

and down the hill

hook to my thoughts

cut-out sections of the real world;

button-front

and gathers along the placket

dagger over obstacles

and a stress ball in my

left hand

matchin' these black blinds

narrow straps that

tie at the back of the neck

raglan cut

elasticated hem

rib-knit

wrapover front

weave with a round

gathered neckline

no matter what’s goin’ on;

you saw me at my worst

does it mean

that I should feel

some sort

of comfort

inside

now

whilst bein’ around you

in this labyrinth

of words’ stream

upliftin’

my current outfit?

*

August 2022

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