Monday, March 24, 2014
I wonder if you can hear them creaking at night, in pain for some other structure they once knew.
A view from a window changed forever by a wrecking ball, a storm or a fire. A place where things used to live.
Why would the universe be so cruel, to build two so close to each other, only to take one away?
And what of the house you build, in the ruins?
Written by Me at 9:08 AM