An empty mattress, stripped and
alone. White fleece blanket folded
under the frame. Tan carpet
left unmarked. Silent. All of it.
Even the short blue couch,
fabric
stripping. Its adjoining partner
in crime.
Two mattress pads,
dorms are ever
so uncomfortable.
Fake denim
pale blue strips
welcoming.
Heavy sigh
they would speak
maybe a smile of joy
for
knowing they are useful.
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