Through Windows – 9

Or maybe sterile: 
But always perfect. 
Lifelessness -- ever flawless, 
Unless you happen to think 
Homes are for living 
And life, enjoying. 
Even so -- 

A big spread 
Way back in the day 
(When it was a thing) 
In Better Homes and Gardens 
Was worth the joyless mornings, 
Days and evenings that 
They spent here, frozen. 

And pictures 
Taking precedence 
Over life

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Beleaguered Servant

Owen Servant is an online poet working in a style that's been described as "compulsive". In real life, he is an actuary, because being a poet wasn't unpopular enough.

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