After he was gone I took the library book


Moved to the room without a window and

Put the new stockings and the new

Underwear and the dirty t-shirts into

Stolen rucksack

Took the bicycle down the beach

Looked at the sea


Figuring to arrive with something to the next month

And let it do with me

What it would

It did

Barcelona beach, Three women looking into the sea
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