A Monday In Paradise

Sci-fi movie is playing 

I write in the corner 

The lights are on

Mine, I prefer to be off 

The blasts from the screen whisper

I’ve muted the sound

It is cold

The front door is closed

Back door slightly ajar

I shut it

Silence

Narration mumbles from the television

My face

I click my fingers once

Warmth

Alone

Shut the back door

Open eyes.

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