Rot
food, foundation, brain, soul...
First came the relentless rain,
whereby rot took root in the wood.
As those helpless, dying fibers
silently decomposed,
a single, creeping worm
benignly supposed
that he'd found a hole
of the perfect size.
Deaf to the house's creaking sighs,
he made himself at home,
and the vile stench of his comfort
drew the fascination of his ilk
for relative miles around.
A resounding urge to milk
this sudden nest for its whole worth
gave swift, disturbing birth
to a hungry colony.
Far too busy paying the bills
to notice the sagging posture
of your dwelling,
you lived obliviously
until the very walls and floor were swelling
with the mass of your neglect.
In retrospect,
now left with nothing,
a cursory investigation
would have revealed the dire necessity
for an ethical extermination.
But now you're here,
and if you desire to hire
someone for the fumigation
of your vacant heart,
I know a guy.
His rates are steep,
but you won't hear a peep
and he does the job like no one else.
He might even have something
for those nasty welts
on your beer-battered brain.
I paid him once, an arm and leg,
but I never felt the same.
Do I occasionally catch a glimpse
of my old anhedonia?
Are there days when gray
is all I see, and apathetic pneumonia
chokes me half to death,
surrender slowly filling my failing lungs?
Of course, of course,
and you have my remorse, but I've sung
that dreadful round of karaoke
so long that it's lost its edge.
One day, I decided I'd try
to write a song of my own instead.
About the Creator
Jacob Sherman
The desire to read, and perhaps to write, should be cultivated and nurtured with care throughout every stage of life. For my part I will inject what strangeness and truth that I can into our written history. Expect no constants but honesty.
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Excellent storytelling
Original narrative & well developed characters
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