Ten Penny Thoughts

I welcome the worry I’ve grown to favor

Favor the restless I can’t shake

The walls started writing the words on themselves

To find out what’s beneath the paint

If I could muster up the courage

I’d read what they have to say

This house holds the hurt that’s festered in its guts

Tile and hardwood, ten penny thoughts

I welcome the change I can’t see coming

I see the welcome I can’t feel

Swelled up oak in the hallway, memories of birthdays

Ruined by the contents of the fridge

Just the outcome of cheap wine spilled

A needed embrace that was never had

This head holds the stories that’s buried beneath

A new haircut and a baseball cap

Tile and hardwood - ten penny thoughts

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