Empty

Empty

The room is still, no motion
Stark walls of pale green,
soft cornered furniture bolted down.
No door to open, nor to close

On scuffed linoleum to tread,
again, another mistaken notion
One to see, one to care
To late to strike a pose

Misplaced devotion,
led to an empty space
Forgotten to the ocean,
left alone amidst false town

Remain with solitary devotion,
empty space for your crown

JH 04/08