**I didn't write this, I just really, really enjoyed it, so I'm going to share it with you all. It's from a book called "Revolution on Canvas" where a bunch of different band members from the Indie music scene submitted poetry into this book.**
WEAR AND TEAR.
There is an empty house six miles down the road filled with nothing and soggy walls and floor beams that ache and ache from not being walked on in so long and they would creak and creak if they could, if only someone would come up the front steps and give them a good battering or stomping or stamping or maybe just a soft dance whether there was music or not and oh how the walls wanted music. The house was an empty place filled with nothing not evens of all sorts, nothing not evens like wine and shoes and gushy, smiling children who lay scared on the floor at night because the bogeyman was outside, and nothing, not even air, and if there had been things inside they would have floated like birds, but there was nothing inside and even if there had been it wouldn't have mattered because there wasn't even light to see it with, and oh how the walls wanted light, because they were painted such a beautiful color.
--CHRIS HAYNIE
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