reading the newspaper
celebrities
and atrocities...
in a daydream
i painted a picture
the size of the wall
and dull reality
cut it to pieces
now it's a puzzle
standing up
i see myself, like
a ghost in the coffee table
then i remember
looking through the keyhole
at your naked body
and sit back down
in the chair
where i'm supposed to be
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