Next Door no?

LGBTQ

No.

    No

No:

knock, knock. Who’s there

No ONE. Know, One?

    Next Door

Is as cold and vacant as her heart
I hear the echoes as the door opens and closes…

    Anybody home? Any, body?

No response:
No Reply…
I stare at the bland, white walls

    No

  • Love
  • No

  • Friendship
  • No

  • Warmth
  • Only…Cold
    No linoleum, but. Yet. Still. So cold

    Fuck

    This place was once lit up!
    Overbearing and over-heated. Burning.

      Cabinets filled
      with things!
      Closets screaming! Yet,
      Filled! With things
      Hearts!
      Once filled with Dreams!

    …Now

      Broken and hopeless

    Love don’t live HERE no more:
    Homeless…

    No one
    Not one Soul
    Could live next door

      Not in THAT place

    Footsteps
    Prints left
    On cold, tiled floors.

      No

    • Rugs
    • No

    • Hugs
    • No

    • comfy bedside slippers
      • Next door…
        Is as cold and vacant as your heart

      So Now…

      NEXT
      DOOR

      Salud!

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