With each house
the warmth dissipated
through the sink drain
of my throat
House one
insulated with sunshine
packed tight with dirt
like a Carvel cake
ferris wheels inside tea cups
and friendly snakes
wrapped around banisters
House two
expanded land
and rooms swole
that screamed
during the storms
which rolled overhead
House three
reeked of death
and the foundation
that broke off
and became
every house ever since.