Posts tagged with: day 24

The Great Wall

Brick by brick and stone by stone my soft clay matter is grey. Around my brain's home, a fence ~ today you cannot break in. Your face I can't remember as December's cold and bleak. Once... Read More

Corrupt From Within

The paint is peeling. Underneath white bricks. A failing ceiling. Help up by wood sticks. I am watching the decay. The white egg is cracked. Oval shape askew. A house was ransacked. A perfected coup. I am watching in... Read More