muscled men
with vacant eyes,
who have better
things to do,
arrive with their truck
take everything away.
each piece of furniture
one by one.
the beds,
the couch,
the desk.
the assortment of lamps.
a bookcase
or two.
a dresser.
and now in the empty
rooms
you sweep
and remove the cobwebs
from the corners,
finding
a brown mouse
with a broom,
who looks up to you,
confused.
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