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this house alive

there are voices in the attic
wispy whispers past the cabinets
filled with tawny photographs
i am stolid, i am steadfast
where there’s panic, lingers relapse
oh, no; those breakdown days are done
this house alive
i can hear the floorboards breathe

creak, creak

are these angels come to take me?
if so, i’ll wave my white flag willingly
i have shed my snake-skinned past
cl-stered flies hinder the windows
for every angel there’s a devil
oh no, make these voices go away

i was a god-fearing boy
sure, i stumbled more than once
but so did his begotten son

an orphan, thrown out to the wolves
not prodigal, far worse

i was hustled, i was scorned
made a criminal…

but i stand here reformed

there are voices in the dead of night
a child screaming, “i am gemini!”
oh, what are you, and why?
are you specter? are you spirit?
am i lucid, am i losing it?
oh no, this macabre facade
these walls, paper thin

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