Living in my rented city house
my set of four city rooms

things i can’t change:
several gaps in the floorboards
mysterious with dust
remnants from tenants past

a gravitational yawn that pulls the
heavy bathroom door to crash against
the kitchen wall

and a hallway so matted with stale air
that even my modern day cleaning artillery
has barely made a dent

Roaree breathes softly next to me
paws and nose tucked into the
folds of a blanket
i mistake his tiny dream sounds

as mice squeaks
now and then


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