the pipe breaks
and floods the basement, peels
back
the green grass cloth,
soaks
the carpet.
fish appear, small birds.
a deer is seen
in the corner of the living room
lapping
at the new pond.
in a way
this is nice too.
this new park within the home.
soon
you can come over
and paddle
on a row boat beneath
the silver moon.
we can strum our ukulele
and sing
all night long.
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