My attempt at last Wednesday’s Poetry Prompt from Poetic Asides by

Vacuum the dirt dragged through the door
crumbs from forgotten confections
sands voyaged from ventured shores
confetti flung at Christmas parties
ribbons ripped off holiday gifts
scraps uneaten by strayed dogs
wrappings left by wavering friends
strands off blonde slipped off her head
clippings from her cadenced hands
tags off treasured lingerie
tears off the tomes filled with your words
dust from flesh once dazzling your face.
Wrap it up. Scrap it in the trash.
Survey the scene: a serene living room.
But stains of wine, blood, and piss still remain.


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