Forgotten and alone
Lost behind ancient root-gripped hills
An abandoned home
Cataracts of flora pull away.
Windows once shining life, now shattered, polluted
Walls blackened by mold, timber oozing wet pulp
Floorboards pummeled crooked like rotten teeth
What unwrought gold or molded books hide there?
The rusty roof lets cruelly filtered light
Seep through its crumpled form and burst in
Torrential rays, beaming spotlights of dust
Even noon’s light cannot quench the decay
Cavitied iron nails hook out of gouged
Wood sinister, clawed, praying for false steps
The boards also wait, moan, and give way and
Deal festering wounds like those the house feels
The air is deep with moisture
Conjuring arid thoughts
As darkness falls over the
Forever forgotten house.