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In the dark/we count the days as rooms/sitting on the floor we listen for/ living-rooms we are not inside/ our arms branching like antlers
Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry - Words: 59 - Reviews: 4 - Published: 10-10-09 - Status: Complete - id: 2729486
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We live down on L St,
curled inside of houses
inside of box-springs
we dream of
sounds we heard yesterday,
the streets singing
as they unfurled under our feet.
We count the days as rooms,
sitting on the floor we listen
to the walls for
sounds of living next door,
our arms branching like antlers
in the dark.
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