Faggots
It has rained all day.
You sit on the floor
on a mat
leaning back against the couch
your head pressed by gravity
on your housemate's knee.
Your neck bent back
your head toward the large
computer, on the large desk
in the corner of the room.
this is the second merchant ivory film of the day
a faggot sits next to you
his hand on your thigh
under the blanket.
a small carraffe of red wine
presses into the palm of your
right hand.
On screen Ralph Feinnes all blind
and sorta rich and acting poorly
bumps into a red wicker chair.
cool air comes in through the broken window by the door.
You sit on the floor
on a mat
leaning back against the couch
your head pressed by gravity
on your housemate's knee.
Your neck bent back
your head toward the large
computer, on the large desk
in the corner of the room.
this is the second merchant ivory film of the day
a faggot sits next to you
his hand on your thigh
under the blanket.
a small carraffe of red wine
presses into the palm of your
right hand.
On screen Ralph Feinnes all blind
and sorta rich and acting poorly
bumps into a red wicker chair.
cool air comes in through the broken window by the door.
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