Drywall, space, drywall Like the covers of a hidden book With pages scrawled in blackened blood Pages withered and drawn in A wordless, endless shriek Dusty hair in front of the noeyes That forever scrutinize The sturdy planks and cobwebs A plastic tarp for a shawl To wait out eternity The amber light that falls In like whispers through cracks Dust hangs on still air Like a million cosmonauts Lost in the heavens Lost in the heavens Teeth yellowed like a rodents In gums the color of soot And still that lovely auburn hair Enshrouding the skull And laying in clumps on the floor Wedged in a space that only exists as a nonspace Wedged in a space that only exists as a nonspace Wedged in a space that only exists as a nonspace Wedged in a space that only exists as a nonspace
nonspace, wedged, exists, space, drywall