by the pen

why do you keep coming back?
to feel the here
and there
places I can’t let lie
words crashing down
caressing truth
hidden far below
the floorboards of my mind
grateful the refuge
she felt the baking heat
as she fumbled
the sweet pan
cookies, chocolate chip
from her dirty yellow oven
lingering in the air
the smell of shit
from a diaper moments before
my unfiltered mind
by the pen
splashing smells
of me and you and her

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