Discontentment

           copyright © 2002 Tiffanni Lee-Fong

the pitiful light
of a distant street lamp
shined
through her
side window
not that it helped
to see her
salt-stained face
or
red eyes
wide open
staring
at
the ceiling
the wall
the other wall
the chair across the room
the clock
because she couldn�t lay still
but she was trying now
She was trying
now

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