Your House Poem by Dorsey Baker
Your House
I hear strange things
When I'm in your house
Sounds contrary to reality
Frozen thoughts
Dripping like water
From the tap
And leaking themselves
To death
Massive monsters
That once were mortal men
Scream in rage
Their strength taken away
Their powers subdued
Fragile they become?
Your house is different
Than any other house
My mind has entered in
So distant in beauty
But the emptiness
It screams
With its own loneliness
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