it was a one bedroom
condo
facing
a stagnant
man made pool
of green water.
near the highway.
above was another unit,
you could hear every
word they said,
footsteps too.
smell their food.
the metal door was thin
the air whistled all night
through the cracks.
never a near spot to park.
it was a stopping point,
a bus stop of sorts.
everyone that lived there
seemed to be
just passing through.
after moving in, you
couldn't help but think
of elsewhere
and the mistakes made,
how he had you fooled.
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