A contemporary poem about the strange thing learns my routine, using a concrete image system, a pressured turn and a restrained open ending.
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At seven, the strange thing turns on the lamp. At eight, it leaves a cup beside my keys. It has studied the life I called mine. I change the locks. The next morning, there is sunlight on the floor. It has found a way in that looks exactly like beginning.
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