he dreamed he was a mill:
no longer useful,
rusting and alone,
once active and alive,
now subject to the ravages of neglect.
each abandoned room
full of the echoes
of everything he
no longer was
Other People's Feelings
he dreamed he was a mill:
no longer useful,
rusting and alone,
once active and alive,
now subject to the ravages of neglect.
each abandoned room
full of the echoes
of everything he
no longer was