living

in this place
not a nice place
lonely
surrounded by boxes
chaos and loss
no letters arrived
no phonecalls
a little laughter
with the cat ardee
who comes to sleep
when i can find him
when it is cold
or raining
even he is gone
at least the weather
is getting better
window unit has been busted
more than a year
*rent is low*
landlady says
she’s the only hope
on rainy days
people mistake us
for brother and sister

10-11-24

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