Homeless
Whispering a sigh
a buried glance
easing shoulders forward
Rain-grey carpet
islands of boxes
rugs
lamps
blankets
Blink once more
Turn on darkness
behead light
Lie on the floor
and sail on the rain-
grey carpet
Once more and
See no change But Know
You
Will Never
Go
Back
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