Empty Castle
All the castles
off beach
all the chairs
plotted down
Chairs that sit
alone
seems nobody is ever in,
except the maid who
cleans.
Cleans for the couches and mirrors
to look and be satisfied
I see no noses
smelling the breeze
feel like an animal
in a robot jungle
Copyright © Frank Guglietta | Year Posted 2013
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