She’s got a handle on it
Maggie Devers
She won’t let me clean the dirt from under her nails She holds onto it as a matter of distinction, An indication of her interests. The grey, opaque polish covers it completely But not the pink sparkles. Both will degrade equally To reveal the dark line still in place, But this will take a day or two. Now it’s time for bed Sleep well, I tell her Her response, I will! Rings of with the certainty Of fresh nails.
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