these cob webs
in the high corners
the low
baseboards
under the bed.
soft tumble weeds
of dust
and air
caught to sway
in the small winds
of you as you walk
by, going about
your day
ignoring, not seeing
what lies before your
eyes.
a clean sweep
would help, if you could
stop, just stop
for one moment.
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