Tuesday, 10 June 2014

Old Men

There's a chimney in the attic
made of brick
just sitting there.
And cast iron grilles in
the upper floor
laid in concrete.
And sometimes I can still
smell the coal oil.
Field stone foundations
and a bat on the ceiling
The whole house slopes
with the land tilting
that slopes to the creek
and the windows have
waves in the old glass.

Older men than I have
sat outside
and watched a full moon
like I do tonight
and thought about something

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