This Room

This floor, these walls, this ceiling I know well,

Their every inch the measure of my hell —

This chair, this door, this bed all I’m equipped:

This would-be haven?

Nothing but

A crypt

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4 Thoughts to “This Room

  1. I need your poetry in my email inbox. Just knowing there’s another soul out there vibrating as i do is encouragement to keep trying. where has it gone? did you x me out? I’ll shut up. I’m getting pretty good at that. aitd

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