what size jeans does she get to where today
I keep thinking about the shelves she stores her jeans on
in the corner of her
room like a department store
each shelf offering
the size she needs yet
not always the size
she wants
and how on some days
maybe some of them
will fit snug or
loose. much the way her life fits
never perfect,
porridge too hot or cold
never just right
a bed too soft or
hard
love being too clingy
or not close enough
does she cure all
this in place where she is
finding the jeans she
needs today
a perfect fit or a fit
she can feel soft enough in
or a love she can
feel without feeling crowded
is it possible to find that middle ground
a place where she
feels secure
and not in prison and
if she finds it
can she keep it or does she always find
she needs to reach for another shelf
among the pairs of
jeans
a bed she can have
yet not forever
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