A White Dream

The walls dazzling! So white!
The staggered multi-level entrances to the stairs dazzle too!
Are these rooms part of the rental or did we just occupy them?
The dock surprisingly unfurls like a drawbridge and extends halfway across the room.
I lie down on it like on a bed, and pull the sheets up.
The landlord is here to paint. More white! He must love white.
We can no longer find the entrance. They all look alike.
We are whisked away by a convoy, which speeds around
The rim of the canyon. We reach the end of the road and look out.
It is shining and so very far away.

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