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May

i could never remember when
the old house across the road
had ever housed life.
The creaking, run down creature
who, full of aches and pains,
slept away the dreary days
where silence reigned.

asserting its peaceful reign
the days did wither in this way
and across the street
the rain shed its life unto
the leaking roof and broken
gutters spilled the deluge
into the rising flood.

and the dying flowers and
twisting vines that
crept around the house
were washed away into
a place that didn’t exist
and i, from across the street
was swept along with them

into a place where sense had fled
and houses like the one i knew
had come for final rest.

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