dust bunnies

showing the aversive affects of countless years
the faded house with shuttered windows
clings to memories of once beautiful grounds
leaning a bit to the left
another old-timer in need of mechanical support
trapped in the web of time
no life left within its walls
echoed voices recede into darkness
faint murmurs left to remind the present
that once there was a past
vicious dust bunnies roam freely
conquering rooms
overwhelming closets
clustering together in miniature armies
failing to understand
the eternal lesson
that which is once conquered
will never rest easy
until a new victor
appears on the horizon
uneasy rests the mantle of power
even for dust bunnies
who sacrifice innocence
only to become
despots of abandonment