Light behind
Fan in the corner
Tap tap
Feathers
Rhythm invades
Bookcase sways
Smoke curls
Chair rocks
Beads curtain
Smell of patchouli
Faces on the wall
Steeping tea
Everyman's politics
Jazz infusion
Waves on the floor
-Spackling
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