carved into ragged slopes of
lumber and dry wall.
he's at the table,
surrounded by deathly beige.
glasses down his nose,
and placemat pushed back,
replaced by stacks of bills and
a calculator.
the darkness outside
seems brighter than the empty
florescent glow of
the family kitchen.
he sits there often, pen in
hand and brow furrowed.
it is in this room
that he will take his world
in his chubby hands
and tear it apart.
an expensive bill, a chunk
of wood and an axe,
and the cave will collapse around him.
draft #2:
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carved into steep slopes
of lumber and dry wall.
he's at the table
glasses down his nose
and placemat pushed back.
stacks of bills and a calculator.
the empty glow
of flourescent beams
make the room seem darker
than the night outside.
in this room,
before too long,
he will take his world
in his chubby hands
and tear it apart
an expensive bill,
a chunk of wood,
and an axe,
and the cave will collapse around him.