Some homes shout while you pass by, all the anger of abandonment, barking to stay back like a wounded dog might. We give them space because they deserve it, and no one wants to get bit. Don’t just stay out, stay the hell out, like a passing proclamation against demons and evil spirits intruding. This home is brooding, spine sagging in an eternal frown, waiting to come crashing down. These are the broken rafters of a happily ever after, just like anywhere beyond repair. Respect is keeping your distance, like the sun setting on the far horizon, like the clouds snowing and blowing in a thousand pounding storms. Time always says the same thing: "Don’t say that you weren’t warned."
Thanks to Flickr (berserker… ) for this weird evil building. Original date: 2018-05-22 22:20:40