Better an Empty House

 

This house

Is empty there is no

Tenant here they’ve left you left

First but left the door open

In case you’d come back and you

Did, shield yourself from the

Downpour I slammed it shut and Now I,

Even I no longer stay there. Gave it up, put it for

Rent, sick of the showers that leak down

From wonky tiles, my leaky ceiling, filled with the

Trip trap trip trap under this bridge

And shit what the fuck. I HAVE WANDERED

into the empty house;

And you’re sat on the carpet again

Legs crossed,

Mangy stray that wanders back

With muddy footprints

That can’t come out of the carpet

You’ve torn up.
I want to do many things

Spring clean,

Change the locks

But I won’t;

How could I?

by Milaina Penzer

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s