Secret Ingredients
Web
she turns a shy smile-
a web of hairline cracks form
in his tough facade
–
cobwebs-
broken plaster
litters the floor
Decay
holes in the floorboards-
the regal oak panel door
left hanging askew
–
no longer a home-
dim autumn light
caught in the cobwebs
Welcome
testing the waters-
I dip my toe in to check
if I’ll let you in
–
soft light-
my door
slightly ajar
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