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She’s from our hometown
But she lives far away
Across the country
She let us stay at her place
She gave us the keys
And we got an impression
From the grime on her counter
And her poetry collection
Bronwyn’s bookshelves are neat,
They’re tidy and arranged alphabetically,
There the dust doesn’t have any time to settle,
But the rest of her apartment is disheveled
We met her for tea
On a rainy day
Across the city
She ordered coffee
She hung up her poncho
It was spotlessly clean
Meant to fend off the sleet
It was shiny and chic
And I thought about her dirty apartment
And the poetry she writes to pay the rent
It’s the clearest writing you’re likely to read
It’s the dirtiest apartment in the Petite-Patrie
I thought about her dirty apartment
And the poetry she writes to pay the rent
It’s the clearest writing you’re likely to read
It’s the dirtiest apartment in the Petite-Patrie