this house

 

this house

bleeds

 

and there is no band aid

for the ceiling coming

off

or the squeaking noise

the fan makes

no matter

how many times

you

replace the old with the new

 

ghosts will find

their way.

will pass

through the    crumbling

           cracks

 

howling. 

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i think the speaker's heart is the house, and no matter how many times you duct tape it together...the ghosts of the past will still pass through the cracks of memory...and they will be howling...

really like the metaphor in this...and that ceiling of / threshold of emotional structure...will sooner or later blow off with the pain.

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good imagine picture I feel like inside that house. house what can reflect my life . very nicely done

[ChemicalMadness]

simply, starkly, beautiful....

this house bleeds.
ghosts will find their way.

i am...and there is nothing more that will be...i am....and will be....

really enjoyed, K.

CM>