Breaking into
Empty houses
And opening shutters
Late Summer winds
Visiting what had been.
Inside damp walls,
Rotten furniture and
Empty halls
Are still.
Breaking into
Empty houses
And opening shutters
Late Summer winds
Visiting what had been.
Inside damp walls,
Rotten furniture and
Empty halls
Are still.
Another dead heart swapped
With a chemical trigger.
What land of toil?
Comfort’s only a resource
From the blue sky mine.