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steve coel
Empty Corners
Steve Coel
Stepping away
from the street
through a broken
broad open
two door,
you painfully walk
into a high congregation
of brown paper
and leather.
Empty Corners
Steve Coel
Stepping away
from the street
through a broken
broad open
two door,
you painfully walk
into a high congregation
of brown paper
and leather.
Once inside
along each damp tired wall
you discover annointed paint
peeling quietly,
and unclean fragile carpet,
frayed by disappointment,
falling into gloomy
empty corners stacked high
with rotting chairs.
steve coel
An 11.59 Publication
An 11.59 Publication
