21 October 2008

21 October 2008

black clouds
   laying low
heads peaking over the hills

there is no wind here

the door to the house
- completely deserted -
stands wide open
no secrets here

it is an empty shell

laying in wait
for the storm

the wind howls through
like one last breath

one bolt of lightning
and the house is no more.

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