Sky Parlor
Peculiar, screwy, winding staircase
With a dull shine, from yellow dimming bulb
Together with fractured, clumsy, flight of steps
Squeaking, as steps ascend into a shadow
Among smelly air bolts, from the dark spaces
Appears visible specks of dust balls, in abundance
Lofty windows, grasping light emission
In metallic strains of cloudiness
Crossbars of the morning sun
Twinkle on capacity chests broken
Close by- brittle trunks worn out
Rain spills, dribbling, occasionally
Into the dim boudoir
With old clutter furniture
Where dreams are elevated
And the phantoms of the night
With shadows, profound, around the quarters
Of murky dim spaces
Comes moonlight full
Into the eminent body
Of a profound, established
Adolescence, Sky Parlor
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