in the basement

Jan 03, 2009 19:39



Permanent

I settle into this room
The way old bones loosen
     and lose their grip
     turning to softness and disarray.

I spread my things like lichen, like barnacle -
a tossed towel, bits of books.
I carry things in and out;
the sheets never keep their shape.

Someday
This room will be mine
In  a way my brain, accustomed
                              to ( Read more... )

creative writing, family

Leave a comment

Comments 2

bardcat January 4 2009, 11:35:48 UTC
wonderful creative writing. my problem is, i don't know how to intent line when i write in LJ.

Reply


(The comment has been removed)

Re: This is lovely i_read_dead_ppl January 6 2009, 04:54:13 UTC
Oh, thank you :)

Reply


Leave a comment

Up