arresting

to see, and wonder what you see –

to closely look to find a clue –

to picture being in the room

and hear and smell and feel and do

whatever’s done in such a place.

this room, it goes into what pile?

like toddlers picking up a toy

we have to play with it

awhile

Author: Beleaguered Servant

Owen "Beleaguered" Servant (a/k/a Sibelius Russell) writes poetry mostly, with an occasional pause to have a seizure.

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