creaking, creaking, and creaking
camouflaged pearls scattered in the grooves
of wool
congealed and stiff
collapsed in his frame
as the calm winds blow through
as his heel knocks
creaking, creaking, and creaking
the door warps and cracks
as the pearls yellow
as he sticks
and lays
and lies
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