a proud beige house
now colored rust
untended/unloved
Mommy’s flowers reduced to dust
the picnic table too
bears sorrowful scars
termites ‘n damp rot
leavin’ craters like those on Mars
familiar city streets
now shit splattered ‘n sway-backed
kingdom of the indigent
their faces tired ‘n cracked
childhood’s succumbed to decay
abandonment abounds
urban erosion’s evil echo
she’s haunted by corrosion’s sounds
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