House Breaking Poem by Angus Bosset

House Breaking

Coming home to your silhouette,
Staging the end of things on the floor
Letting it all go with your dreams,
Meant for the former self
Our house of records,
Still hangin by the branches,
Broken stars banging on the doors
A place where I could see the seasons for what they are
A place where our lives seemed to be fading out of our minds.

Tuesday, July 25, 2023
Topic(s) of this poem: branches,dreams,emotions,grief,home,house,loss,seasons
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