Lousy with life
warm with haze
on walls, idols hang without any names
Dull with growth
bored as bloom
curtains, drab
a lifeless gloom
what was once the music, the life the dance
now is silence
the quiet trance
Like stones, words are stacked atop drawers
language it gathers
dust it falls
Dec 13, 2018
Dec 13, 2018 at 7:39 PM UTC
Lousy with life
warm with haze
on walls, idols hang without any names
Dull with growth
bored as bloom
curtains, drab
a lifeless gloom
what was once the music, the life the dance
now is silence
the quiet trance
Like stones, words are stacked atop drawers
language it gathers
dust it falls
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