My house has two windows
It looks onto stars
It's still and it's sulky
It stands on one leg
I'll think of it soon
In a different bed

My house too has windows
With a crack in the wall
A knack for the fall
Handwriting of age
Feel the skin crawl

My house has no windows
Time cannot tell
Time has no offering
On this I won't dwell
So goodbye my house
You've served me so well