Patience Lake

The Jumbled-Up House
by Patience Lake

A house.
The curtains are
on the floor.
The carpets are
on the walls.
Sun beams dance around, like lamps,
almost. Humanity destroys,
yet they are not destroyed.
This house is our lives.
Hectic, crazy.

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