When the Calm Comes In
When you look around inside the house
The furniture goes missing instantly
Appliances disappear all by themselves
Utensils go elsewhere, some place different
And what about the dishes?
Perhaps the mystery must thicken first
When your pictures fade away
And ships drift into oblivion with silverware
Colors on your walls crawl out the window
Gone forever with the floors you once walked upon
Maybe you should leave it all behind before you cry
What was once a home is now an empty house
An empty shell within, without itself
What happened to the packages and letters?
Was the delivery person delayed forever?
Perhaps it’s time to read between the lines
The post office was stolen in the night
Boxes were lost or locked up by cops
The city shut down, especially downtown
Maybe we should sleep or call the boss
When you go be sure to drive a car
Vehicles these days run on dreams and gasoline
Turn off the lights before you leave the city
Leave the door ajar in case the burglars weren't finished
Who knows what waits around the bend of time
Around the corner of the mind at sleep
It runs deeper than you think
When the calm comes in so do the criminals
Take care. Most likely there is nothing there
Copyright © Earl Schumacker | Year Posted 2022
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