My paintings and drawings thumb-tacked on
The closet door
Two rocking chairs
A Snapple bottle
Filled with some clear liquor
Upon a shelf next to thousands of DVDs
I sit on his desk
In my summer cloths
Peering out through a thin black frame
He, on the bed
Peaceful and perfect
Two baskets of laundry
One clean, one not
The chess board I got him for
Our first Christmas together
Close at hand
A hollow globe filled with drugs
And a hat I’m not too proud of
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A full grown tiger protecting us
From the sun and cold
Yes, I love this room
And the boy sitting on the other side.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A nice picturesque descriptive of your room...it was like something off of 'Room Raiders! ' Good poem. Top marks! -Michael