Saturday, March 25, 2017

The Personalia

The place was shadowy, calm,
And cell-like. It had a cot
And a window, plus a door
To a windowless bathroom
That just fit a toilet, sink,
And narrow shower. It was
Heaven. Outside the window

Crowns of deciduous trees
Filled the foreground, scraps of sky
Flew like weathered, faded flags,
Sheet-sized, small as handkerchiefs,
Depending on the season.
Did I forget to mention
A notebook, table, and chair?

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