the house appears before me
A surreal house in the gloom
filled with souls left out
of heaven and hell
Once called mother, daughter, son or father
The curtains drawn
The stair turns
as I climb
unable to look down
Here it is always night
and always time to play
In the bedroom
sleep will never come
This is a lesson learned
the fool’s doubts revealed
by the sounds I hear
pouring from restless hearts
