Category: Little Moments

  • Cotton

    Cotton

    I pull out the freshly dried towels And press their warmth upon me Silencing the computer’s howls Calming instinctual fight or fee  The terry cloth coated comfort Smells like a sin’s forgiveness A baptism of dilapidated hurt Simulating mother’s nearness The plush white woven quiet Pauses the Earth’s pirouette Silencing the mind’s endless riot Paying…