- tumbling like an echo -

this place is haunted
when it rains

(rattling cans and creaking doors, though none are open)

water curtains my windows
and the walls shiver

(explode or implode; would there be a difference?)

leave the light on
when it rains
and the stove

(create something like serenity)

create a sort of vigil
for the mourning of the sky.













...if my bicycle has not floated away by morning, it will be a surprise.