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I hate emptiness
The room I lay in is new can I
Call it mine if there are no
Abandoned canvases
Rough with crusted-over paint, on the floor
Dental floss
Littered like artfully placed confetti dental hygiene adds years to your life
The room smells like the house next door
To where I used to live
The geriatric couple whose cat we watched before it ran away or died
Dust can choke
Anyone if they’re lonely enough
Beige dust it works faster than most
The room has beige walls
They replace my dad’s bluetooth speaker
I can hear cabinets opening
A door’s arthritis-stricken hinges pulling closed
It’s unsettling I am not alone
The room has cabinets
A desk and a bookshelf
A girl and what she brought with her
In my mouth, there is a candy
Flavored like a bouquet of lemons
The result of pure citric acid corrodes my thoughts into dust
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Ultimately, I was inspired to write this piece during a period of time when I was experiencing extreme homesickness.