that perfect glimpse

the fresh smell
of a newly
laid mattress
on a perfectly assembled
bed frame roams
in the air

filling the room
with the virtuosity
of what only money
can buy.

a single glimpse
catches the painted
reflection of a newly
furnished life.

there’s nothing wrong
with that glimpse.
it’s all you’ve
always wanted to be.

silence.
utter silence.

and then you hear
a water drop traveling
down, reaching for
the sink,
to be in touch
with something it
belongs to.

or maybe your heart
wants it to be
that way.

this is what
loneliness
looks like.

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