Hapless Events
R RoseAnn V. Shawiak
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Evenings, alone in deserted rooms with phantoms,
spreading themselves around me.
Not wanting to see or feel their worried expressions,
fulfilling empty promises with faulty hopes, and
engendering hapless events within environments of
mystery.
Taking my positions, keeping me in stranded places.
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