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The wallpaper of a broken home. 3.5.09 |

You would think the room
was dark
considering the spite it absorbed.
Like tabula rasa
it had been taught all the
wrong ethics.

The childs' screamings,
the bruises,
the sorrow that could drown
the people in the room.

It was spite absorbed the
pretty cherubs glowing
in the wallpaper--
spite.
they saw it all, heard it all,
felt it all.

Somehow [without years] the cherubs
lost their colour, got waterstains,
faded.

Somehow they lost their childhoods
to bruised bodies and hearts.