The speechless house,
an absent home.
An unhappy grief, one's hair's cream.
Completely swept to the vulnerable bed,
which sheets are wet.
Before the wedding the home was a place of loving and cheering.
Soon after the ceremony
a freezer
moved into as a wiser teacher.
With its icy hands
covered a brand new homeland.
The touch's soreness,
like a life in the desert;
homeless.
An avalanche in a tirade of snow.
The other one has to go?
Eyeing each other dubiously,
the flat decayed hopelessly.
And one day
the light floods the house
through the thin curtains of the window.
The whole house
was washed yellow.
From now on there's a dry and warm
feeling's full pillow.
Only an unsentimental person keeps his nearest at arm's length.
Hopefully the most beatiful chord has been bent.
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