Today is an empty roaming
a search in the dusty corners
peeking behind cracked doors
peering under chests of drawers
 
cobwebs in the corner
wave in greeting
dusty filaments sporting hollow shells
grotesque jewels
 
wallpaper stained and curled
reveals holes
missing stucco
piles in white dust
     to dust
     to ashes
in the cold fireplace
where sooty brick and charcoal
betray truth of an extinguished fire.
 

16 January 08

jlh