#2,429 By Extension

Mike Bell/ June 2, 2022/ www.mikebellpoems.com/ 0 comments

Every space will become such
loneliness
[as realities dry like
nailed plasterboard] –
Unlade
rooms to add a rising value to
a box of bricks –
less tricks are
played by life in a one-hander
game –
rules are un-breakable
is that recent maxim met as a
rolled back
[dirty]
sheet cools
& laundry is ours alone to tug
[remove those squired stains]

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