Thursday, 22 June 2017

          The Sleep Out                  
Rusty hinges cling to the wooden door all around the wooden walls  paint is falling off old corrugated iron lies  lifting slightly.  Inside it smells old and musty. Lots of dust shimmer in the sunlight on the walls. Leaning against the wall are old wood chests with nothing in any of them old nerf guns lay on the floor discarded by time. A bed hangs limp on the side of the wall with a dead  mattress sprawled out on it cowering from light and diaper.
By caleb

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