Jun 22, 20221 min read

New House

Check the windows

Check the locks

Check the basement

— what’s in that box?

Did you bring it in?

‘Cause I sure didn’t.

I think I’d remember

a soggy, saggy

cardboard mess

that smells like

rancid

meat

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