the house used to dance along with us, the story it told:
- kitchen lights sparking to full of promise for the next new dish
- whispers and excited giggles flowing out of the bedroom
- a living room couch heavy with naps and cuddles
- clothing littering the laundry room dirty from adventures
but now the house lies dormant, no song to be heard, a robotic repeative dance in its place:
- wake up
- ...