The air-condition blows autumn,
The ceiling fan turbo gust,
The four going sunken walls,
The rock alike single bed,
The night, I was gloom.
The yelling child next door,
The fixing sounds up floor,
The leaking rotten sink drops,
The angry horn busy streets,
The morning, I was gloom.
The office work table mess,
The frustrating hit on keypad,
The age’s long brain-storming,
The blank stare digital screen,
The afternoon, I was gloom.
The moody sky fall apart,
The angry thunders loudly howl,
The running man around alley,
The lazy steps as I march,
The evening, I was gloom.
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