I pace up and down, and the room moves with me. The
Peeling pink shatters with undifferentiated
Nervousness. The granite floor, with mouth wide open,
Pukes at the thought. The door retches uncontrollably
As the drapes billow, the fetid smell bringing in
Images of grime and murk. Then the ceiling lets go
Of the rivets, says goodbye to the furring, and
The roof with its rafters plummets. Any minute
From now the entire walls will come down, I’m sure of it,
Its foundation proving no match to our sturdy promise,
Our stubborn destiny, our scrumptious eternity—
Now all flying out of those scarred windows as fast as
My hopes and unreasonableness turning into
Debris. With a champion’s resolve, I quit. I surrender.



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