a day or two, at most a week

okay, for now.
I can live
with this blue wall paper,
checked in white,
this rug,
this picture
of a mountain between
the lights.
after pulling back
the heavy
drapes,
I can live with this
view
of the kidney
shaped pool, covered
still with leaves,
the fountain,
that doesn't spring.
I can see the coke
machine
from here
as well. the sturdy
red box
humming along.
it's just a few nights.
or a week
at most
until I've made
up my mind
in which direction
to go.