of life is spent finding a place
for things.
a place
to live,
a home with
trees
near water, and
where to put the chairs,
the tables,
which wall to hang
a picture on.
should the bed be near the window,
what about the orange vase
your mother
gave us
for Christmas,
in full display on the mantle?
or is there
room for it
still,
in the cellar?
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