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La Maison de Tentaculaire

Sprawling Home

By Blaise TeresePublished 5 years ago 1 min read
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Filled with Romance, Ghosts, & other things

Behind the cypress, her bell-tower rings

The carnage repeated income

Won West by clamorous shotgun

The clutter heaped high in corners

Faded once glamorous foyers.

Shrouded in newsprint and dust covers

Solitude ties knots for old lovers

Binoculars through turrets edge

Blinking over Widow’s Walk ledge

Flakes from an ice pick finial

Society status: surreal.

Daughters remain to stay in their bedrooms

Mothers immobile in time like vacuums;

It’s difficult drawing the line between

What blueprints show and what’s on the deed

Habits divert to stave empty roosts

Closets avert what secrets seduce

Hallways occupy but give no

Destination that’s plainly shown

Bolt the garden gate, don’t ignore

The urge to check twice your front door.

surreal poetry
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