Creak. Creak. Creeeeeeaaaaaak.
the fan in
my small, four walled room
of red paint and books read
Hum. Hum. Hummmmmmmmm.
the refrigerator in
the long, narrow kitchen
of wooden drawers and drawings posted
Thump, Thump. Thump, Thump.
the heart in
my lonely, hollow chest
of hopes & dreams and dreaming lies
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