There is a stink
of something stale
in the house
a whiff of mildew
by the skirting boards
some tatty webs
where the spiders
have decamped.
Like time has grown
bemused, and written
its alphabet of decay
in our yard.
There is a stink
of something stale
in the house
a whiff of mildew
by the skirting boards
some tatty webs
where the spiders
have decamped.
Like time has grown
bemused, and written
its alphabet of decay
in our yard.