Our extended home

We make this our extended home ,this immensely compressed space,a light rolled in endless carpet ,a shadow infinitely multiplied, the poetics of our home space. Dust atoms descend a skylight, in tiny suns creating our space,expanding our eyes of vision everywhere, corners puffing like dream cats that self-destruct behind doors.

Doors are brooms to sweep light off its shadows and shadows fall in an abyss of light from a balcony to come back for ripe apple sun,to live a world by and die by moon.

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