Dried boogers

A newly built wall with a fresh coat
of paint, and dried boogers;
The ceiling fan sheds some light
and circulates a fresh scent into
the night-and the paint dries;
The red flashing numbers on the
old fashionable digital display,
tells time, in red, but doesn't play
music anymore, and the paint
fades a different color;
The room is soon empty, no more
time to play, and the furniture is
moved out, and the wall is
stained;
The doors close for one last time,
and the moon tries, and the sun
drys, and the tears of the old
house, now needing more than
ever, dried boogers, to make it
come back to life.

D.E.M.-04