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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