RDP Wednesday: CURTAINS
Down the street from where I work
is an abandoned house where nobody lives.
The rats leave it alone, the homeless people don’t creep through it’s halls and
start fires in the dining room to keep themselves warm when it’s cold.
The grass in the front and back yard is dusty and dead
the mails box is still firmly planted at the end of the walkway
and the little red flag- rusted with age-is still standing up
waiting for the mailman to open the little door and take away whatever is inside
of it to another house where nobody lives- at least that is what I think.
There are a lot of odd things
about the house down the street from where I work
that keeps me up at night and robs me of my sleep.
One thing I wonder, just before I start to dream
is why are there curtains hanging in ever single window
of that dead and abandoned house,
and how do they always manage to keep so clean and crisp
in their rotting and mildewed frames.
I like this one Anita 🙂