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on the third floor
celebrating her twenty third
leaning forward
steadying on the chair
a leg in a cast

I wasn’t dressed right
celebrating the news
beside and away
a sloppy tie
stains on white

she had a guard dog
on her finger
and another by her side

I kept saying
I’m lonely
isn’t this where I belong

her stumble away said
confusion
her dogs said
I was breaking old skin

isn’t this where I belong