New /n.u. ‘Son’t {14lineRs}(platonic?) ‘Forms’?!...
The BRUTE’sh/brt’sh (re)entry of an U.N.natural wind...
(But swirled into life by most primeA.L. force.)
UnS.T.oppAble. And yet (@ sir/surPriz’ed?}
Seemingly sentimental

: it brought things/them together.
The room(s) joined them too, as did the walls,
Ceilings, carpets, cupboards, (comfortable) chairs...
... cups, plates, knives, forks, spoons (soup, desert, and tea) ...
All mixed (as if) ‘effortlessly’ into the cooling collation.
The bed, scene of so/too many unreviewed playlets,
At once decorative, functional, redundant,
(It was not left out): it’s rose-patterned sheets
(ParenTal presents, never liked) were dyed/died, d’flowered, and dusted ...
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(You read/listen blankly. What does this mean?
I shrug: too early, too late, to ‘e’X.plain{‘n’simple?!}.)