Saturday, December 31, 2016

END HOUSE



End House sits alone.
Its shutters hanging.
Furniture upended.
Shattered pictures.
Shattered dreams.
Open the door.
Walk up the battered staircase.
Past the broken statues.
A house ravaged by a storm.
Inside and out.
A storm not felt by neighbors.
What happened?
THE DEAD GAME

No comments:

Post a Comment