Squeaky-Clean Mess

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It's only within these walls
Leaking faucet
Ants along the tiles
Unwiped mirrors
Creaky door hinges

Dust lingering on the floor
Mopped yet blurry
Soiled shoes and mud tracks
All is transferred
Crud brought to dunghill

Concealed by roof and ceiling
Flickering bulbs
Four am blue light
Dirty dishes
Dusk eyes and dawn lids

Pained by a living body
Wrapped in frail skin
Bone formed as steel rungs
Tied clad of veins
Torture by heart's beat

But it's also in these walls
Messy bedroom
Tears soaked in showers
Laundry mountain
Dated leftovers

Within and beyond the earth
Star's strained breath
Blinking universe
Heaven and hell
Await us, I beg, repent

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