It is dark in the house
of the woman
whose husband is leaving
the dog whines at the door
the step is worn
disco balls in the window
hang without spin
crystals hold their rainbows in
Saturday night was nasty
money was mentioned
she is seeking employment
the children seem fine
there are things you wont see
crowded in corners
behind the cupboard
beneath the stair
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