Friday, July 03, 2020
SOME HOUSES
Some houses enclosed
only a terrible
kind of emptiness.
Their windows blinded,
the darkness reeks
in every corner.
Don't go into such
places unless you
have to. Sometimes
you have to. You might
see a broken doll
on the stairs, torn panties
in the hallway.
There might be blood.
Someone has to
do this work. Someone
has to step into
that awful air. Someone
has to rescue hope.
