sitting on the floor once again
no eye contact
what could the thoughts
be after all this time
only visiting a painting
place once called home
maybe not long at all
or long enough
he knows the song
well enough by now
everyone else is going
here and there
and he remains stationary
still sharing a laugh
from time to time
is it the goal to possess the painting
he doesn’t feel the same
about the sculpture he sees
can’t get eye contact and
no one allows him closer
than arm’s length…
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