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2019
Casing lets loose
the weather gets in
heavy the walls
with years of abuse
Exhaust from the street below
finds its home in the hall
Falls narrow across tiles
Falls cold
Before this
Before that
We painted furniture
We hung photographs
I would play and sing
You would laugh
At anything else
Except
It took less than a year
To haunt this house
Let in the broken sunlight
To fade the down
On an attic ladder
A ticking watch stops
Marking time
Marking the last time
