Wreath

© Matthew Word Bain

at one time this must have been a home
it’s built like a home, and is decorated as such
but now, between the padlock on the door
and the bricks stacked on the porch
a visitor stands to be confused
by this strange juxtaposition
of tending and of neglect
in the same setting

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Matthew Word Bain

purveyor of stochastic resonance | pilgrim of blur | describing diaphaneity by way of ambiguity | https://www.patreon.com/matthewwordbain