unmovinf sadness

Unmoving Sadness. The air is still around the houses today it could be because it is Saturday and it needs a rest. Still air has a musty smell like bedding not changed for six month, the apathy of those who live in filth. I put a lit candle on the window sill It is in airs nature, to try blowing it out window pane rattles The air is crisp and clear carries the aroma of a jute sack of carob beans.