~After Haley Blais “The Cabin”
The odor in the carpet
no one’s noticed before.
The ache in my left side
when I triple-lock the cabin door.
What happens when I fall asleep?
Sickness has a snore.
What happens when my insides
spill like Médoc on the floor?
The smoke inside
exhumed forevermore;
my lies a rancid tar pit.
©2023 | K.F. Hartless
Cover Art: Kamal Gurung
Yard Sale of Thoughts 
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