here in the shade of curtained room
I sit amid the coiled bodies of love
a husband
two cats
and a dog
I’ve drunk paragraphs and sit
spinning through the distant churn of the washing machine
through the deeper caverns of memory
the spelunking shores of underground dreams
I sit and explore


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