Shoulders held thin,
Avoiding
Accidentally
Brushing the walls.
Descending the stairs,
Ducking
Yet always
Catching the webs.
Husks, dust and filth,
Ev’rywhere
Ever present,
Crunching by shoe.
Low ceilings, a hunch,
Two meters,
One tariff,
Quarterly billing.
Three months undisturbed,
The grim
Kicked up
Enters the airways.

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