A house. A green house upon a hill, hidden from downtown by tall bamboo Sprouts.…
My room
My room by KH
A door that won’t close right.
A arch like a rainbow, a cracked rainbow.
Doors that lead to what is like a old attic.
Out the attic to the dumpster.
The floor covered in junk.
Old clothes,
Toys,
Papers.
A table with the top scribbled with crayons for two.
Taxidermy animals sit on the dresser.
A haunted TV flickering with static.
A old little house for play time and imagination.
An ugly couch no pillows for comfort, not even one.
A lazy cat lays on a bunk bed supported with tap.
One thing stands out the most.
Long, large window cracked with out of color curtains.
Looking out a bright neighborhood shows.
This is My Room.