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Guest Room

by Matthew Zangen

These walls are mute,
built of wood, which burns
better than blood,
but they shall sleep
with many sounder souls hereafter.

If they could speak,
these walls would lie;
they know mouths hold ghosts
worse than rope-burned rafters,
and spread the stain much faster.

08/01/2008

Posted on 08/01/2008
Copyright © 2020 Matthew Zangen

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Olivia Weinkein on 08/01/08 at 08:03 AM

this is very haunting and speaks volumes.

Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 08/01/08 at 05:49 PM

I really like the phrase of the "mouths..... spread the stain faster".

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