I
Keep smiling in the aftermath of our talks
And
Sip slowly from an oversized vessel of tea
Sit back against a couch that doesn't look like it got washed ever since it began living in upholstery
Rest my elbow on vintage wooden rest
Prop my feet on ancient footstool that still has lace runners from that time pre independence
Look at the air purifier that never seems to have been switched on
Listen to the blade babel from fan and cooler
Watch the curtains do a curtsy
stare through the rayless room that stays cool in this height of summer
watch the inhabitants ploddingly tread
scratch the sleeping dog behind his ear.
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