BLOGME TENDAL DCLXIV: Silent Street

09 Jun BLOGME TENDAL DCLXIV: Silent Street

Houses in this street have spoken before.

There’s only one house left.
The new houses are like the new society: more closed, silent. They ruminate on for themselves, you don’t know what the house thinks, what it’s like.
There is only one house left. One of the old ones. As she is used to talk, she talks for those who it doesn’t know if they listen. She knows thet don’t speak. She looks at these houses and she doesn’t understand why they don’t talk.
“And so, don’t they live?”
When I passed by she, I don’t know if she was talking to me or if she was complaining for herself, but she said:
“There’s no one to talk to anymore!”