blue is the warmest color
Decrepit
steps,
wall
papering
so hearing
of voices,
junkies,
outcasts
of society
living up
with
lullabys
sending
to sleep
prisoners
of mattresses,
of filthy sleeping.
cool and warmth
of replacement
She has blue hair coloring
and to escape outside breeze,
she takes shelter,
in a neighboring city,
where the hospital staff
allow the chairs
for her
and a partnership
of her boyfriend.....
Roughing
as she's sleeping
but safe from
bad influences
for a while at least.
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