Submissions by Solomunster

The sounds of home
are empty
but loud
they come in all sizes. all tones. and pitches
the sounds of home
are hollow
they smile
on cue
the fridge is full but never consumed
the plates are set but no family sits
the dance is careful. cautious. calculated
the footsteps are heavy
but carry no weight
the grass is green but it never grows
the bed is made but never warm
sleep is plenty but rest is nil
floorboards creak but no one is there
no sounds of passion or even cries for help
no mans best friend to howl at...