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as it was
cobwebs on the curtains.
no footprints on the carpet.
the clothes inside the closet
remain unworn for days,
for weeks.
the silence speaks
volumes here.
the food within the fridge
expired it did.
cans, bags, boxes, mags
and assorted
drinking glasses
in the cabinets:
all collecting dust
as the time passes.
the silence amasses
volumes here.
radio waves nonexistent.
an unpowered television.
unmoved paintings, desks,
and reclining chairs.
a stagnant must
still fills the air.
the silence shares
its volumes here.
no faucet ran.
no creak nor buzz.
this place was left
as it was
when this vacancy began
and it'll never be the same.
no footprints on the carpet.
the clothes inside the closet
remain unworn for days,
for weeks.
the silence speaks
volumes here.
the food within the fridge
expired it did.
cans, bags, boxes, mags
and assorted
drinking glasses
in the cabinets:
all collecting dust
as the time passes.
the silence amasses
volumes here.
radio waves nonexistent.
an unpowered television.
unmoved paintings, desks,
and reclining chairs.
a stagnant must
still fills the air.
the silence shares
its volumes here.
no faucet ran.
no creak nor buzz.
this place was left
as it was
when this vacancy began
and it'll never be the same.
Published 17th Nov 2014
| Edited 9th Apr 2015
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17th Nov 2014 10:55pm
23rd Jan 2015 6:39am
Edited in a lot more since you've left this comment. Felt too short to me personally.
Anonymous
30th Jan 2015 8:49am
This is a well composed poem,can feel the silence hanging there like a thick black curtain...
8th Feb 2015 3:29am
