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BACKROOM
the backroom was empty when they first moved in,
but never since.
for at least five years it was full of shit,
overflown from the attic.
at some point in the last two, three years
a second-hand double bed moved in.
then a desk and some draws.
the backroom was bland, like a 1970’s living-room
made love to a prison cell:
birthed a little box with dirtied magnolia walls
and a salmon pink carpet.
the bedding was psychiatry blue
and the windowsill was a shelf.
backroom: Recent Books
backroom: Text
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