Clothes Senryu

clothes on

guest house back yard line

I weep for home

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Booted

Fingers drummed on the book

I held tight

His words a booted foot

In my heart last night.

Glitter

The crystal chandelier

Glitters like a million stars

He makes his way to the bar

She crosses the lobby to the door

Dreams of what has gone before

Filling her head

As into the night she sped.