Paradise is behind that door,
In the next room–but I have
Lost the key. I hope I have
Only mislaid it.
Tag: room
Beholder
The way
The soft green room
(remembered)
Lights up
As we held each other,
Your beholder.
Little Oriental Housekeeper
Emi comes in my room
Every day smiling, and
She always has a
Method for cleaning
That she follows. Emi
Moves to the next room
Until she is finished for
The day. The rooms
Always look spotless
After she is finished.
I’m glad to have Emi.
She is such a hard and
Reliable worker.
New Room
I was just moved into another
Cell, whoops, room recently.
It is smaller, the air conditioner
Runs full blast all the time and
It is still hot. At least I got most
Of my books with me and a writing
Table. The room is too small
For for me to have a roommate.
I don’t have my own bathroom.
Things getting weird is the norm
Of the day.
What I Found
One day I was walking
Down a country road
And happened upon
A deserted ramshackle
House that looked like it
Had not been lived in
For a long time
My curiosity got the
Better of me and I
Waded through the
Weeds to the front door
And entered the house
I went to a room I guessed
Was a bedroom and opened
A drawer of a chest
In it was a paper that had
Written on it: Be kind
Sidewalk
An old man wearing a tattered
Coat limps down the sidewalk
On a cold winter day carrying
His camera with him wrapped
Up in a newspaper
Taking pictures was his livelihood
Now it is all he can do to get back
To the warmth of his one room
Apartment
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