behind the viel

Dust laden window grilles, Lime scales on the shower door. Detritus below the fragmented doors, Commiserating the saudade and furor. Blackened cushions besmirched with dirt, dusty sheath peeping thru sleek curtain pleats. Scalloped valance swaying and bewailing in silent grief. Scattered around are the pages of the brief. Culaccino marks on the table, Shriveled up and dried plants silently standing in a row, A zestful soiree, which took away all the glow long ago!