Gusty Dusty baseboard cracks;
                                                   Breathy tumble weeds release neath the bed,
                                                    rolling to dust and the unders of floor boards accumulet.

The tallhouse sways,
                                 groaning,
                                                 leaning to tilt,

Hands Grip the third floor sill (((((( Thoughts Falling to
                                                                     sPLAter!
 A vague sickness
                governs the ride,
                                              rocking us
                                                                    into
                                                             an
                                                                      unsettled
                                                                               sleep.