No Power In The Verse Can Stop Me NaPoWriMo 2025

Dusty walls creak with the wind 
Catching cobwebs 
Lint 
Debris 
The detritus of a life lived
One ends and some go on 
One changes course 
Some hold the line
A crystal legged spider
Watchful 
Waiting 
Hangs from the rafters on thin silken strands 
Water drips 
On silent bricks 
All is still 
For now