Baby's blues rock!
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In the midst of bustling city
there is a house quite ancient, quaint
It really isn’t very pretty
could use a fresh new coat of paint
the sunroom draws me
subtly pulling, wrenching lightly; slow
I can see if full of plant life
in the evenings afterglow
visions sharper than a knife
water lilies indoor pond
overwhelming tranquil flood
coursing gently through my blood...
to the left I see a staircase
spiraling and long
and surreptitious
I creep towards it - focus redirected
entertaining thoughts delicious...
feverish my mind infected
journeys upward, softly treads
as though the house might be haunted
by both living and the dead...
(tbc)
there is a house quite ancient, quaint
It really isn’t very pretty
could use a fresh new coat of paint
the sunroom draws me
subtly pulling, wrenching lightly; slow
I can see if full of plant life
in the evenings afterglow
visions sharper than a knife
water lilies indoor pond
overwhelming tranquil flood
coursing gently through my blood...
to the left I see a staircase
spiraling and long
and surreptitious
I creep towards it - focus redirected
entertaining thoughts delicious...
feverish my mind infected
journeys upward, softly treads
as though the house might be haunted
by both living and the dead...
(tbc)