fuck

nervous today because i made deep scratches in my hardwood floors

you can see the trails of my listless rearranging, but i know i had to move

the table here to push the couch to the other side of the room, then 

move the table back. could i have used protection? did i care? now

when the sun comes through my bay windows they ignite these deep

scratches and i have no one to blame but me, and nothing to fear but 

the future