convex, light orange with dark spots
ladybug motors toward my chair
she & the night-time mice share
my house — it’s mine, but I’ll always share
the space with those who came before, their spots
mark the walls, the boards beneath my chair
years ago in some other chair
the postmistress sat for kids — where
are they now? which were their spots?
the past is spotty, chairs are ours to share
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