Living Under Roofs

All these years
of living
under roofs
holding back
the falling
water. Keeping
the ceilings up.
My first wife called me
“All Walls - No Windows!”
My second thought
I was a human storm
cellar. Neither saw
the leaks forming on
the floors of inside
closets. Nor
did they know
how sometimes I
had dreams
of running down
the emergency stairs
on disappearing legs
with handfuls
of empty
flashlights.

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