White walls sullied…
Across it, in invisible paint…
Marks …. muck… malice…
But for how long does stay a distemper of humour…
Or a wallpaper of illusive plaster?
Erroneous was I…
Swathed was he…
Monsoon came…
Months… moisture…. mould…
White walls mutilated…
Fissures… fractures… Finished.
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