PURE HAPPENSTANCE
Enmity in Brooklyn. Like or as.
Who would have thought? It
kept me busy but for the moment.
Leena was boiling the water on the
stove - for spaghetti again and that
old routine : Is it done yet? Al dente?
Try this; a little more time? And
then everyone would sit down to
eat; in a sort of communal, boarding
house way, things shared or mentioned.
Mixed up laundry, were those your
socks? I found one by the washer.
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Living together can be living too close;
so many people in one small square.
Some get elated; some get morose.
Some say I'd rather be living elsewhere.
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