A Forgotten House

I see a forgotten house. I hear the cry of a rook. I feel the moonbeams in a still Brook. I know the coming wind rising from the south. I see the forgotten house I take the words from your mouth… I feel them cut… I watch it bleed through into thoughts forgotten of you. I feel invisible… I feel its touch… I see a forgotten house. I hear the cry of the Rook. I feel the moonbeams babbling in still Brooks. I know the coming of dark wings. I see a forgotten house! I remember everything…