Is a place for the homeless
Is a place you can hide when the rain is after you
Is a special place for the aimless
Is capable of turning good to bad
And vice versa

The walls keep making that sound,
As if something is trying to escape,
It's a dove
That flies down,
Circling this building.
It's majestic,
With ***** wings
Perfect flying,
Down the other
Buildings,
Smaller are my dreams
Equally *****
Majestic.
It disappears
Behind the bushes
Flapping as it comes near the roof
Past a tree in the middle of a courtyard,
I cannot see.
I won't see until I'm a dove myself,
A ***** city dove
Looking for a home
Between the roof and the ceiling,
Behind a tree,
Among the dirt.

The building's boarded up
The sign says ‘to let’
It’s from an era
We want to forget

It’s been left to rot
The place is a wreck
Not fit for a squat
Like an old bike shed
It’s from an era
We want to forget

The building looks sad
And sorry for itself
Just like your old books
On the back of your shelf
Covered in dust
And rust
And soot
And ****
This once former glory
Is now a sad old story
It’s derelict and destroyed
And no longer makes noise
It’s seen it all
Now it’s time for bed

It’s from an era
We want to forget

Christ is our cornerstone love is the foundation
The cross; the bridge between the people of every nation
When we work together, when we love each other
One big family with one father and mother
Compassion will seal and wounds begin to heal
In safety and peace we have nothing to fear
We are building your kingdom here
With mercy for all; a place of refreshment and rest
Here in the kingdom we welcome the guest
We'll bring just a little bit of heaven down to Earth
And try to help everyone see the greatness of their worth
In the building of your kingdom all will have a place
In the building of your kingdom we shall see your face
In the building of your kingdom all will be made new
Singing, dancing, and great jubilation for we will be with you
You love us and you call us each by name
You hold us in your hand the Lord the One Who Reigns
We are building your kingdom change us from within
We are building your kingdom may the whole world join in

And like some old building I,
came crumbling down.

 

I drowned in the rubble of dust and smoke.
I felt my lungs collapse. Gasping for breath.

 

I, felt brand new aches I couldn't imagine.
Looking down I fell to a slant.

 

This wasn't a cry for attention or a plea of desperation.
My knees folded past my stomach.


I coughed my lungs out in a puff of smoke.
My allergies reacted in a way that I've never seen before.

 

Like some old building I,
came crumbling down.

 

Without hope of resuscitation I collapsed.
A cloud of smoke funneling it's way down my throat.

 

A dry cough and a gag.

I ached in ultimate agony.

 

All in attempt to avoid falling on top the bakery beside me.

Her smile, her scent.
Stealing all of my breath

I wish I could soak my mind
In goddess blood all day
Bathed in the passion of creation
Fever dreams keeping me from sleep,
Instead of this tired gray matter
Building complex worlds
And blossoming people
And rich magic
There must always be magic
In my fever dream worlds.

Piteous silhouettes hung loosely in the dark
bloodstained pools evaporated, staining like a birthmark.
Even the wind was mindful not to be found in this place.
static was the air like corroded snowflakes,  stark
reminders that this was decaying like a living carcass.

Pictures woeful reminders of moments when life exhaled.
But nothing is collecting only the whispers veiled
behind nothingness. The threshold of dismay was
as quiet and suffocating that none were failed
they just lingered behind the walls, breathless life in pause.

Conception of what lay within the ebbing stone walls.
Feathers onyx as nightfall were called angel falls,
for no crows were seen, but the feathers fell, was this
the gateway now to hell. Trapping all within its halls.
Dismay as life ebbed around, live consumed by this abyss.