Looking Back

Looking back
curiously acquiescent
in 4th floor chaos

Looking through these
dresser drawers of
sleepy underclothing

Retrospective shirts
and tiresome socks,
these sheaths of self
more coincidental 
than designed

Everything ajar,
windows, doors
              my dresser drawers

Clues left coyly
in my path
by boorish poltergeists

Half absent,
I impassively apprise their
surreptitious ways,
         their secret jokes
                   on my reclusion
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Krutsinger Avatar
May 6, 2020 at 5:59 AM
"Clues left coyly in my path by boorish poltergeists" - their secret jokes have amused me this morning!
Wells Avatar
December 11, 2022 at 8:35 AM
Your thoughtful comment was made two and a half years ago. Sorry I am just noticing it now, Caren. Thank you, and be well! - Thomas
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