Tour of the House Falling Down Around Us
Come with me, come inside,
half of the rafters have fallen
but on the plus side, that means
the roof does well under pressure,
or that the rafters that remain
were the strongest and most
loyal. Window there, window
with no glass over here, but
still very much a window, maybe
even more a window now.
The chandeliers leak crystals
and the grass is coming up here
in one corner. But you can unzip
your hazmat suit, I want you
to be comfortable while walking
through this wreck. Every minute
it gets worse, but we can live out
our remaining days here. All things
fail, there is no permanence in any
shard of our universe, it doesn’t have
to be hard for us. I still see at least
three walls here, dear, I’m rounding
up, and even after every splinter
has rotted away into the bellies
of earthworms which will also
be obliterated by the next asteroid,
there will be the memory of a
house exploded amongst the stars.
Sometimes I felt you were describing our house...I love too much of this to tell you which parts in particular...do you feel that way too, sometimes?
ReplyDeletethe very opposite of an estate agent's selling speech! I particularly like the ending
ReplyDeleteFrom lyrical to apocalyptic. Yikes. And brava.
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