Repurposed - a poem by Paul Vincent Cannon
Photo: from freepik.com RepurposedOld house as cafeconcrete veranda as unevenas life itselfsunken at one endwhich explains why thedoor slides too fast that way,and why his face is slanted to serious as he waits by thedoor, when she passes he lights up, animated,clearly knows her, and then a second, younger woman engages,then a family, best I couldascertain is that he’s on his own,all questions…
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