Stripped Framework

Sawdust grit presses against bare soles where floorboards once lay, leaving only the skeletal architecture of raw joists exposed. Beneath this frame, a gutted pendulum clock swings its brass weights over hollowed basalt cavities like heavy, rhythmic hearts. The weight of habit has solidified into a leaden density filling these dark gaps. Looking down reveals whether one can truly inhabit the structure or if they are merely watching it hold.