the building was my home in my head
twisted, turned inside out with
staircases, crooked like
old men's teeth.
window panes with Indians trapped inside,
nazi flags and MLK's little bitty head
set behind a figure from star wars
and the wolf man, i like the way
the floors creak
old baby doll puzzles
ice cream makers, knives with
teeth
the new camo is old
and I
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