the blinds
Enough leaves fell away to see through the trees.
Windows over there.
Can't make out where the building stops and starts, but the sun hits the windows just before noon.
Something moving in there. Billowing.
Dark like smoke.
Every day though.
Wonder if it's got anything to do with the *****.
Or that rumble at night.
Or why the blinds won't shut anymore.
Love,
the dead minotaur
Windows over there.
Can't make out where the building stops and starts, but the sun hits the windows just before noon.
Something moving in there. Billowing.
Dark like smoke.
Every day though.
Wonder if it's got anything to do with the *****.
Or that rumble at night.
Or why the blinds won't shut anymore.
Love,
the dead minotaur





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