furry slippers poking out from under the bed like a puppys nose
rumpled sheets and discarded lingerie across the room
pillows lie on the rug where they slipped
bare arm sprawled across sweaty chest
murmurs heard through closed door of a tv forgotten
windowsill flowers lean towards the sun that is settin
late afternoon in suburbia

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