A Scene
Tears in in the silent room
Tears, the cigar box on the floor
Tears, the overflowing trash can
Tears, pants hanging behind the door
Tears, the photos on the wall
Lively eyes in stillness
Tears, empty bottles on the floor
Tears, thoughts, and trances
Tears, a phone without a call
Reflecting from the hazy mirror,
Tears, a curtain without a soul.
Tears, the light with thin cobweb
Tears, the shoe rack by the side of the door
The tears began to ebb
For the heart to ask for more.
Oct 15, 2016
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