Due for Demolition
Looming dark hallways,
A beer fueled exploration--
Missing for two weeks.
All Natural Fertilizer
Roses bloom brighter.
Roots delve deep-- penetrate bone.
She is forgotten.
In Forgotten Corners
Old tomes gather dust.
Musty pages sag, unread.
Brittle bindings weep.
Mold Epidemic
Encrusted blackness,
Cacophony of coughing--
Every inch engulfed.
Always Watching
Sealed with board and nail--
Newspaper clippings abound.
“Don’t trust anyone.”
Vertigo
Perched on the stairwell,
peering into the abyss.
Quite the long way down.
Digital Snake Oil
Spam, spam, and more spam--
“Why do they even bother?”
...Wait, for how much?” *click*
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