rat casement
crowded basement
crusted musted hoard misplacement
scuttled by a lullaby that drifts
inside your need to pry
the lace of wasted cobwebs lifts
inside the breeze of whisper-cry
places filled with ground down rust
the spaces where you moved are cased in dust
03 May 2007
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