
The House in the Field
Empty.
Abandoned.
Rarely all at once. more
a slow surrender,
an inability to keep up,
watching it all fall apart,
a day by day death.
About this poem.
Houses. People. Lives.
Tom

The House in the Field
Empty.
Abandoned.
Rarely all at once. more
a slow surrender,
an inability to keep up,
watching it all fall apart,
a day by day death.
About this poem.
Houses. People. Lives.
Tom