Chrome House

Overtime it became run down and rusted, but ten years ago!? Why it was fantastic and the chrome would glisten. Ever since who knows the words ate and cut up little sticks, the sticks that couldn't burn at one million degrees, things started to change. Everyone would always try to set them aflame, but it wouldn't work. Years went by but the scene never changed. Destroyers had one idea with their lighters and ovens and shared that one idea. So no brains ever grew or expanded. The odd occurrence of the destroyers never changing left it it intact and wondrous. Cunning was hard to come by. But eventually they found the monster. And the monster knew many ways of destruction. He saw the chrome house and its tranquil landscape and was so enraged he ate everything around. The scene around the house that didn't change for so long was consumed in five seconds. Now with its friends gone it was lonely and started to fade. I've come to it again with love many years after the monster. Oh, how I hope it gleams again!
-Conrad