beware the friendly stranger
wine glasses litter the floor
records lay outside their sleeves
stacked
intimately
on top of each other
legal pads supporting thick
black ink
lay exposed, sullied
a bare-chested couple
rapidly dreaming the night away
is this rooms Mona Lisa
the days run away
like wild horses
leaving us to swat away the dust
as it creeps into our lungs
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ReplyDeleteit can't be Mona Lisa's room.
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