Hiding in my room
Furtively
Appreciating the solitude
While waiting for the guests to leave.
Waiting for some stranger
In a government building
For a piece of paper
Nervously fidgeting my feet.
Looking in the mirror
Downcast
Finding my face besmeared
With the lust of money.
Life seems like a series of paintings
From Edward Hopper to
George Tooker to
Francis Bacon.
and in that order specifically.
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