The Place Where Secrets Are KeptA Poem by Breeza
The doors groan in their pain
and squeal
as though bitten.
Windows......leak tears out of glassy eyes,
and the animal rolls over,
for one last scratch.
Shiny silver light switches
Blink- Startled.
They don’t know.
They weren’t here.
But they watch, from the place,
where secrets are kept.
The heart bleeds, a river... down front steps.
Anaemic.
The house shuts its front door
and hardens.
Waiting for something pure......
or the end of eternity.
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