Permanently Under ConstructionA Poem by zeronineightTo the house that's always changing, what are you hiding?To the house that's always changing, what are you hiding?
You change these walls, you change these floors - their color, their cover, their height whatever upper layer you can change, you will.
You rearrange the furniture, you store away the things you don't want to throw but never use,
So they just pile up there, new rooms you build for all the stacks and racks and boxes of things throughout the years from all the other houses you left many years ago.
To the house that's always changing, what are you hiding?
Do you think if you change the color of the walls the elevation of the floors the way the things are arranged,
you'll never have to deal
with the leaking of the ceiling that you always have to re-seal after it rains
or the holes on the walls that always lets the bugs the insects, the pests in?
Do you think if you always change into something prettier easier on the eyes, something more spacious
your guests will never notice the way this home is crumbling by the day? © 2021 zeronineight |
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Added on August 26, 2021 Last Updated on November 3, 2021 AuthorzeronineightPhilippinesAboutjust trying to paint images of all my extremes she/her. 21+ icon from picrew more..Writing
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