spooky + night + fluff

the lightbulb blows out
as wind creaks through the window.
the night turns purple.


 

storm clouds gather and
the house settles, floorboards creak
and groan, still weightless.


 

a fluff novel on
the bedside table; night forms
a spooky tableau.

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