The Garbage Room

October 9, 2008

originally written in February 2008

he stood in the garbage room
on the fifth floor
a momentary silence did loom
as he scrubbed the door

gazing out the window he
smiled out across the cut
a wide rainbow frowned out at the sea
satisfaction, enough, to escape his rut

should he compare his glee, he’d say
like a kiss on his wedding day

MSBQ

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