Home Poem by Carl Roussell

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It's been a hard day.
Tried to keep the peace
so I bit my tongue;
was the only way
I could leave intact.

In this city,
in this building,
an apartment;
my compartment.

Close the door;
close the blinds;
shut them out.

Made it
back here.

Home.

Sunday, October 9, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: home
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Carl Roussell

Carl Roussell

Trenton, Ontario
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