The Mark Poem by soren Barrett

The Mark

Scratched the spot paint fell, nail head rusted
Pulled the the spike the nail busted
Drove another, wood gave way
Hole grew bigger, now a surgical display
Beam rotted, chewed by time's teeth
Leaving beneath an empty pulpy sheath
A wall disrobed, naked and bare
Skeleton decayed, bones to tear
Corrupted column revealed a bad tooth
When pulled, down came the roof

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