broken mirror shards cast shadows
to the boot sole dirt covered
ant cleaved floor
mosquito and fly reamins stuck
on the wall
faces hidden on the cabinet door
stare
at the abandoned room
through the window gap
the wind fluent in every language
blows secondhand air
at the musty walls
whispers something
to the body-wrinkled bed
waits for no answers
and lashes itself
to the cracks on the door
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