Soulless

feet are moving going nowhere

sun rises rooster doesn't crow

suitcase is packed silhouette is gray

pictures of a family in an empty house

whitewashed walls with no color

blinds are open curtains are closed

as I lay here on the bathroom floor

shoes on the floor people walk soulless

full moon shining no light in the room

fan blows quietly stale humid air

guitar playing down a hall

pushing to pick myself up one more time


Robert
2012