The room decided to go
for a breath of fresh air.

So, it folded itself up
turned itself inside out

& wondered down the road

leaving an empty void
(which I was careful to avoid)

being slightly afraid
of going into a room that wasn’t there.

And wondering if I wouldn’t be there too.. if I were to

enter ii in its absence.


Didn’t want to take the chance.

Later that evening
the room returned on its own

but hey...
...I wasn’t home.

Dónall Dempsey

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