drags
through the dust on the black
shelf
i think
about
the housekeeper
and wonder
where she's been.
retired
perhaps?
or busy i suppose
with
the cleaning up
of holiday parties.
my mind drifts
as i make
a smiley face in the dust.
i create a whole
new world for her,
a better world
for me.
one that's dust free.
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