it must have been nice

Darling, did you notice the house had aged
in such hushed overtones?
The windows were painted closed
and each stair
whimpered under any weight.
The air was antiquated and dusty.
It was suffocating all feelings of well-being.
There was no time to sort through things,
or we would become part of the antiques.
Darling, it was right to leave it.

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