June 23, 2016

Vacant

there is nothing left, the shelves are bare
there are only cobwebs and dust in here 

the lights have dimmed from within 
no one is welcome here again 

signs are hung on this abandoned lot 
keep out, danger, this property is lost 

the grass will grow and the weeds too
unfit to live in, to be demolished soon

maybe u can hear a fading distant sound
the memory of a heartbeat that was once around 

now an old padlock hangs on the door 
love does not live here anymore 

-a.q.