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Location

19027
United States
40° 4' 10.9344" N, 75° 7' 31.2564" W

Peeling skin
Coats the walls
Of travesty
And love.

Chisel me away,
I beg you.
And don’t bother
Priming me again.

Pick away
My drywall ribs.
And leave me
Unfinished.

Comments

doan.ben

Houses work as such great metaphors, and it works well here, too! I would like to know more about the window in the photo, though!

Spiral Poetry

I'd never realized, but you're so right! I actually use a house as a metaphor for another one of my poems, too, This Small House (also on here), now that I think about it.
As for the window, this is just an image on Google that I felt fit. I didn't want one with a window initially, and I'll probably change it when I find a better one. I suppose the window is a metaphor for a healthy, happy love and life, though.

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