Robert Beveridge

Abandoned Factory

She looks out the broken window,
black of her eyes companion
to outside. She goes back
to the mattress on the floor, lies down.
Wonders where she’ll sleep tomorrow.
Masturbates. Goes back
to the window. Begins
the cycle again.

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