Old house calls me,
begging for a dusting,
"Here... here... "
Hidden brilliance,
here and here.
Dusky rose velvets
clothe dead living rooms.
Here,
musky messages swirl;
upward sweeps
waken the dead.
Painful windows wink
with broken glasses;
staring
at days gone by,
here.
begging for a dusting,
"Here... here... "
Hidden brilliance,
here and here.
Dusky rose velvets
clothe dead living rooms.
Here,
musky messages swirl;
upward sweeps
waken the dead.
Painful windows wink
with broken glasses;
staring
at days gone by,
here.
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