Resin

scene: basement

yellowing the carpet 

yellowing the door and frame delicately nicked

yellowing the posters

yellowing the window glass the window pane

yellowing the fan blowing SE corner

yellowing the dust particles

yellowing the game controllers

yellowing the books neatly lined in rows showing their asses

yellowing the laptop almost always closed

yellowing the pornography carefully stashed in closet

yellowing the tiny animals who sought refuge under international treaty

yellowing the plant slowly dying brown death 

yellowing the picture frames an undeserved patina

yellowing the walls except in squares

yellowing the sunrise

yellowing the snow that falls in bursts and hiccups

yellowing the tone that drifts down the stairs

yellowing the music playing from attached room

yellowing the yelling

yellowing the sunset 

yellowing the conversations hunched and breathing deep

yellowing the reality

of a gray paste lump

shaped like a man

propped up 

small room

slowly 

being coated

in his

exhale.