In this big house full of rooms,

I always find myself seeking solace

in empty corners. The too many hours

we have piled so neatly in our rooms

have made so familiar

every fixture defining each nook¯

chairs, tables, lamps and vases.

Do not ask me why this house

seems to get bigger everyday or why the chairs

are always empty. The walls are too kind—

I can always talk to them

even though they never talk back.

The immense space

encompassing my room

has made me forget

that another world exists outside these walls

I talk to everyday. I have forgotten how

to make myself heard and seen.

So this is how we are going to build

more rooms. We need plenty of space

to store the distances we have travelled

in the solitude of our rooms.

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