This House of Whispers/ Day 24

On this, the twenty-fourth day of NaPoWriMo, I opted for another triolet (ABaAabAB) – must be the fault of all these Gothic texts I’ve been thinking about in my not-so-spare time.

This House of Whispers

In this house of whispers born and raised
A gliding voice, I worship vastness
In this house where hollow smiles are praised
In this house of whispers born and raised
Where soundless, purple fires always blazed
I keep the books of hallowed fastness
In this house of whispers born and raised
A gliding voice, I worship vastness.

El Hotel del Salto, Colombia
El Hotel del Salto, Colombia
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