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what i hate most in this life is a long night four walls and no calls and no lights
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in honor of the victims of the pulse nightclub shooting, two years ago.
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You in the living room
You on a Tuesday afternoon
A breeze seen when the curtains move
You by the window with both feet up on the couch
Where you sit and you read and I watch you
From the office the sunlight frames your silhouette
I think of lighting fireworks, I think of pirouettes
I idly write down observations on the scene
Like do the blueprints name the rooms alone?
Do we name them on our own?
We hardly live in there
You with a book propped on your knees
A breeze seen in your coffee steam
I’m in the office thinking back to rules of poetry
It’s fourteen lines, the last two rhyme, what does pentameter mean?
La dispute - woman (reading)
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