castle.
whether box beneath
the bridge
or your uncle's
stately mansion
along
the hillside
where wine grows.
a roadside
motel with a hard bed
and pillow.
neon in your eyes.
the row house,
the penthouse,
the basement
room.
an army cot.
a prison cell.
we make it our own.
we'll remember it always.
sleep there
once
and it's in you.
part of who you are,
once upon a time,
your home.
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