Scratched the spot paint fell, nail head rusted
Pulled the the spike the nail busted
Drove another, wood gave way
Hole grew bigger, now a surgical display
Beam rotted, chewed by time's teeth
Leaving beneath an empty pulpy sheath
A wall disrobed, naked and bare
Skeleton decayed, bones to tear
Corrupted column revealed a bad tooth
When pulled, down came the roof
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sorenbarrett (
Online) - Published: December 12th, 2025 03:35
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Comments1
Oh dear, sounds like a very bad day at the dentist.. 🌹 fabulous imagery and emotion dearest sorrenbarret ouch 🌹
Thank you my friend for your kind review and words of encouragement. Be it building, surgeon, dentist sometimes small things reveal what lies beneath.
Yes, I totally agree, this could be relatable to everything, even to my own personal life journey at work in this moment. 🌹
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