Only For Rent
I am a house,
Whose roofless expanse
Is a sea of yellow stars;
Particles of me suspended.
I am a house anchored,
Rooted by cemented fear.
Never to float amongst brothers
So long ago extinguished.
Love is found
In the hearth of the heart,
Comfort glow of passions emit,
Soft, muted reds are lit.
Careful, now!
I can flame;
Spitting glowing embers of ash
To scald and stick to skin.
I am a house
If I survive,
All will be swallowed and fade.
Once again by Earth reclaimed.
She consumes past and future whole,
Viny fingers seeping to hold.
She cares not for the house,
Nor for whom it was kept.
She is the house of all.
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