More poetry and some ideas for the typography pages in my book.

(Abandoned Houses)

Rusty
Dirty
Soiled
Blacken
Water drips
On my skin
As a bunny runs across my feet.

Going through the rubber on my boot
Just barely touching my skin

In pictures
It seems like every,
Item
Was meant to be there

No trespassing
Police take notice

Third floor
Now on the first
Or maybe second

The paint peeling away at the walls
Revealing
The sad and cold concrete
Revealing
What it once was

Wonder what's inside of you
Wonder what stories you have
Wonder if it's even stories at all
Now just laying there

Perfectly down the center of the colors,
Peeling back,
The art that was once perfect.
Showing its other side
It's not the same color

That house
Destroyed and burnt
But it had to be done,
To let the spirits go free

One stood tall
Proud owner of a family
Today thinks its behavior has no consequences
Thinks nothing of itself
Therefore could make it dangerous
Only thinking about its own effect

The only memory now
Is the smell of smoke and dust
We have burned the past memories in to replace the news ones

Im plugging away at the poetry (and or) aphorisms. Im also starting to make and finalize some accordion books to go along with the wall installation.  Ive been playing with some more "organic" type and some not so organic type. I wanted to get the class thoughts on what vibe works best before I proceed.