Sing a Song of Me

chocoholicbookworm

Maybe I’ll paint my nails today.
Or go to the salon for some pampering.
Maybe I’ll wear a sari today,
with silver jewellery
and line my eyes
with kohl
and laughter.
Or maybe I’ll just stay in my pj’s
the whole day
with clouds of perfume
dancing above my head.

I’ll probably buy some chocolate
just for me
and eat it up whole —
every last smudge of it,
licking off the melty bits from the
shiny foil.
Maybe it’ll be Lindt.
Or Guylian.
Whichever one it is,
I’ll do it guilt-free.
I’ll do it for me.

Perhaps I’ll let the whole day slide away,
softly,
seamlessly,
from one frame to the next,
minute by minute,
second by moment,
and I’ll just let the ironed clothes be,
leave the books open,
and not care if the wet towel’s on the bed.
Again.
As usual.

I won’t care.
I won’t.
I…

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