What is its story
this closed down place
where the pandemic pulled the life out
Where are its people
what are they doing
are they still here?
I’ve often wondered
at the forlorn places
there was one I loved much
once a hot springs resort
nirvana amongst the oaks
plagued by spirit blight
for decades now
empty of people
Therein resides the ghost of the one who first claimed it as his
screaming to his death in the madhouse
there have been floods
the person built entirety reduced to debris
a serial owner crushed under a falling tree
written in the bones of place
is a curse
there is no path to success here
This is that which rejects
business and profit
it demands to be free of charge and lien
for the intrepid who venture
into the hot water
not every tree rock and stream
are meant to be owned
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