lights flickering
just a few transactions
back and forth of small change
maybe a debit card or two
shelves are almost bare
dust feels the space around it
in the basement
a furnace that burned beyond
solar imagination
is a brown dwarf
or maybe a blackhole
as matter deimaginates around it
could there be a chapter 9?
crawling back
rotting frames and joists
replaced by living growing
strength
or is this a rot
that infests the foundation