House just waits
eternal silence
embues spirit
within empty microcosm.
Awaits noise
denoting human occupation
chaos run rampant within.
Embracing which embraces not.
Watching which watches not.
Hearing all said which hears not.
Character
stamps judgement
upon physical
face of frame.
Copyright © Terence George Craddock
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