A Warm Loving House
The lights were all snuffed out and time never passed.
There were no women around to care for anyone.
Not a single child animated the emptiness with fresh life.
Mold and piss stains covered the bathroom.
Dreamers visited here when they all finally wanted to die.
All of the rotting clutter forms a rather pretty noose.
I don’t complain about “living” in all of this nothingness.
So why the hell do you?
House 3 -- Luci Gorell Barnes
House 1 -- Luci Gorell Barnes