Archeologist

elenakalugin

Dusting off the sand,

covering miles and miles of 

historic land that has once had life.

Finding the remains of a home, 

Toaster, teapots, air fryers,

Ripped fabric stuck on a shard of metal,

Drifting in the wind,

Abandoned in the middle of a village,

Barely standing,

One little push and the extra wood will come down

  • Author: elenakalugin (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 3rd, 2022 13:49
  • Category: Nature
  • Views: 10


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