I saw the shell of the rich man’s house

I saw the shell of the rich man's house
And it looked quite the same as the poor man's
Beams of wood fastened together
With metal nails and plates of metal
Which are then fastened onto other things
And enfleshed with guts of alloys and plastic and wires
Before it breathes a generation or more
Or the shorter generations between evictions
The generations of hours
Which is furthermore fastened to unwary-weary, unfashioned earth
For a round of its rounds and a turn of its turns
Only no fire burns this house as of yet
Nor do termites' mouth-marks crumble it
Like the poor man's
But they will
The rich man also doesn't have a floor of dust
Like the poorest man
Who lives his life from last to first

8 Comments

  1. Amazing piece, great read.

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    1. Richard Q's avatar Richard Q says:

      Much thanks, sweet life. I have always been drawn to empty houses, abandoned houses, houses as they’re being built.

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      1. Oh really, is there a particular cause for the attraction?

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      2. Richard Q's avatar Richard Q says:

        I think it helps me to see how conditional things are, and helps me establish visionary distance from the story and conditions of my own life at times. Something as lively as a house, in stillness before or after it is lived in, captures this condition(ality) for me.

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      3. Ahh so basically helps you realign your perspective in life, nice.

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      4. Richard Q's avatar Richard Q says:

        Precisely!

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    2. E.H.'s avatar E.H. says:

      I greatly enjoy your writing, Richard. Thank you for sharing it with the world. I also enjoy your appreciation, any time you read mine. Thank you for that as well.

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      1. Richard Q's avatar Richard Q says:

        Thank you. This means a lot to hear.

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