consiquences for misbehavior

slammed doors
echo through the house
and the silence descends upon you.

you pause,
and contemplate,
drifting through the house
brushing fingertips
over dusty furniture
and ghosting through the kitchen
goosebumps prickling your skin.

with a shudder,
you pull the window shut,
with a pane-cracking force,
and a small smile creeps onto your face.



alone at last.

Reviews

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. ah, well ... very vivid ...
. the image of "a small smile" that "creeps onto your face" is precious ...