Digested by Architecture

In the time before light
You rise, glowing greenly
Put your ear to the wall
Listen to the house breathe

Under the floor lies quiet mud
The attic hides the dusty mad
Bathroom floods every corner
Kitchen sad, broiling brothers

Behind the wall is every story
And from the stories come these poems
And from the poems you make meaning
And from the meaning you make you
And from the you you make a world
And from the world you make a plan
And from the plan you make a house
And from the house you can’t escape

Until a light comes through a window
Casting daggers through the curtains
To remind you of the words
That steals the wind from buildings

Digested by Architecture

10 thoughts on “Digested by Architecture

    1. πŸ™‚ Thanks a million.
      Thought about:
      “In the time before light
      You rise, then fold your knees
      Keep your eyes upon a blank wall
      Listen to the house breathe.”

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    1. πŸ™‚
      When Aphrodite
      she come by
      Like salt in storms
      Their words are still.
      Thank you for the comment, for the words so arranged, for liking my words, for lending me your eyes for two shakes, for being alive, for being you.
      Have an incredible day.

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