failure
by dwight j. friesen
2x4 skeleton Only partially dressed Weathered Rusted nailed Forsaken A castle never to be A dream awakened too soon? No moving vans No kids doing the "dance of the summer sprinkler" No humming lawnmower Or cookies from the new neighbors Jungle grass Crushed beer cans Fermented piss A worn-out mattress And a Ford Escort put out to pasture Poor planning? Bad timing? Regardless Weathering beams lean slightly to the south like a tired runner Birds nesting in her rafters like a like bobby pins in a mop of hair She's the neighborhood eyesore A testimony of failure A short exercise for a lucky bulldozer She's every match's dream
Peace, dwight
“Failure”
