disrepair

so much of the house
needs work.
gutters swing,
shutters bang, doors
squeak, with broken keys
still in the lock
as the furnace
hums cold.
the yard is a patch
of weeds
and dirt.
the fence leans, the gate
won't close.
someone lives
here who doesn't care
anymore.
it's not about
the money, but something
else. something
you've known about
but would rather not
hear anymore.