Apologies from the second floor. 

by Souldiergirl

  

no, no, no, no!
I am cement on my carpet
balled up on the floor
asphyxiating on memories
of me
of you
I wonder what she thinks…
the lady underneath
the slender division
…of our apartments
downstairs soon to flood
corroding her rocking chair
My relentless tears
leak through conjoining cracks
Oh the afghan of happiness                          she thought she had back..

  

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