Dilapidated

From here it can barely be seen.
Rustic old boards badly needing
a coat of paint. Tilting
slightly to the left
almost as if it’s tired, wanting to lie down.
Hiding behind the growth of trees.
Surrounding it. Protecting it.
It’s lonely.
No cold late night visits, hot summer days
surrounded by buzzing.
Something,
has changed all that.
Indoor Plumbing.

© Michele (Guard) Markley 1998