Kathrin H. Rudland, Repository

Kathrin H. Rudland

Cold silence
envelopes this street of steel,
row upon row
of storage sheds stand,
rented spaces
filled with possessions
no longer needed
or wanted,
metal walls that keep secure
things that whisper
of what we once were
and no longer want to be,
the lares and penates of our lives,
pushed and locked into containers
where no one can see them,
hidden in isolation
so black and stifled
that through metal membranes
we think we hear
the muffled cries of memories
begging to be let out.

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