Just Fix The Roof

Sitting on the sharp side of a split rail fence, dreaming about my surroundings…
The other fence rails are not nearly as sharp…
Or nearly as structurally sound…
Water can sit on a flat post…
It rolls off a pointed one…
Flat tops rot faster…
Sharp tops repel asses…
Genius…

Almost an entire side of our one block dead-end street is abandoned…
The backyards have almost entirely reverted back to forest…
The memories that were shared in these back yards are long gone…
Flashes of energy visible only if one were to look with the right eyes…
One hundred years of memories happened in these homes…
Families came…
And the families left…
All that’s left is the traces of energy they affected…

Is it the orange glow of the massive park and ride parking lot situated behind these houses…
Sunset orange glow blends seamlessly with the orange of these street lights…
Like the sun never sets…
Right into the orange of the sunrise…
Twenty four-hour light wreaks havoc on some flowers as well…
Prohibiting them from blooming…
Imagine what it does to humans…

People are only as good as their mind, a house is only as good as its roof…
An abandoned house will remain in relatively good shape as long as water is not penetrating the roof…
As soon as the roof becomes compromised…
And water is allowed to penetrate…
The plaster melts…
And the rotted wood warps…
Ceilings become floors…
And the cycle repeats…
Instead of using money for demolition…
We should just repair the roof…

peace – chriscondello

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