NaPoWriMo - Two

We wonder who was here last.
The toilet needs flushing
and it smells like hard candy.

Only half the day has passed.
"You know, he's still pushing
for the move," whispers Mandy.

"I know, I know. He won't last
much longer here, crushing
morale like he does." "And, he

laughs that stiff laugh, like he's cast
in bronze, like he can't push
the nervousness down any

more." Release. The smell has passed.

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