nothing is more exactly terrible than
to be alone in the house,with somebody and
with something)
.........................You are gone. ..there is laughter
and despair impersonates a street
i lean from the window,behold ghosts,
......................... ......................... .... ..... a man
hugging a woman in a park. .. Complete.
and slightly(why?or lest we understand)
slightly i am hearing somebody
coming up stairs,carefully
(carefully climbing carpeted flight after
carpeted fight. .. in stillness,climbing
the carpeted stairs of terror)
and continually i am seeing something,
inhaling gently a cigarrette(in a mirror
e. e. cummings
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