Blight

Who decided abandoned houses
Are blight?
Blending in with the woods,
Naked again with their paint gone,
Now clothing and hiding themselves in
Vines, brush, tall grass
Easily passed by
Unnoticed
Retired peacefully and
Seeing themselves out
Resting and forgotten

But meanwhile, what’s seen as
Progress-
New buildings sticking up
Out of the ground in
Tall, uniform masses,
Stories and stories high begging for
Attention
Like sad-colored vinyl-clad
Growths
Oversized, monstrous, unnatural
Stacking people on top of
And directly next to one another
Uncomfortably close

This
THIS
Is somehow considered better.
3-28-2016

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