she polished the impossible mirror,
coaxed the vacuum back to life
he produced photos:
half a dad in pink,
the house called 'Camp No Problem'

a dog yelps on the phone
someone is tapping
a hammer to the roof

the baby wails
clomp
clomp
clomp
goes the ceiling
beep
beep
beep
goes the street
sun turns
leaves to emeralds;
train calls
r u home?
that's how
a day is lost
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