narrowed by boxes and clothes,
furniture,
and bags
of trash,
a dog with three
legs,
relieving himself
in a far corner,
large children,
arms deep in bags of
chips
and sweets,
and a husband
lying
in stroke
repose
on the Barclay chair,
is disturbing
to say the least.
the black
curtain of mold
in the shower,
the broken gas leaking
stove,
the shattered
glass,
a five and under treasure
trove
of Knick knacks and what
nots.
the wife pointing out
that the table
is made cherry wood,
hand crafted by Shakers
in Lancaster.
on this job,
i'll pass.
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