Room with a View
- cdavid508
- Nov 17, 2020
- 1 min read
I’m having a hard time rising. I lie here just wishing to go back to sleep for the next 300 years. But it’s not to be. Emptily, I stare at my cell’s walls.
It’s called crown molding. Supposed to fancy up a room. Seems to me it does. Gets rid of those pesky right angles. I’d have it installed in the rabbit warren that is my mind if I could afford it.
Lowering my gaze, there’s this.
Almost everyone knows that you shouldn’t poke a bobby pin (Yeah, it’s a thing, millennials) into it. Only a few know why.
That orientation always reminds me of a Hindi bindi. This is the orientation I prefer
Like a surprised cartoon kid.
Got a bobby pin? Stick it in and you’ll look just like me.
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