Sunday, March 27, 2011

The wind is howling 

The wind is howling
Usually this would feel nice
Like I am safe
But my house has cracks in it
And bits of the ceiling have fallen down
My room has been pushed up in the air so it is higher than ever
Higher than the rest of the house
Higher than the trees
Higher than 200 cans of paint stacked on each other.
I’m going to go to sleep but
I mightn’t wake up.
This makes me feel only 

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