a slice of cheese
a glass of wine
a few crackers
a lonely afternoon spent,
thoughtless comments made
hurt feelings dwell
inside an abandoned house
the nature of which is uncertain,
news of a lesser kind
on the radio playing like
some sort of recording
poorly manufactured,
an inside straight beats
a full house most days
neither of which can offset
the blues inside my mind,
a lonely cat on my lap sits
expecting a daily dose of kindness
it gets all the time, thinking
its the first one today,
hardwood floors make faces
when the sun shines inside the house
and I've been sitting here
waiting for that to happen again.
April 17, 2023
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