This house – my cave – has never truly hugged me.
So, feeling the Hinch, I pick up my flimsy frying-pan turner, and get to
work, scraping away the gunk of those who went before.
Will this house now feel like a part of me – or, like gunk, do I still need to scrape me
off and move myself on?
Copyright owned by Jay Cool, May 2019
Image by kordula vahle from Pixabay
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