Monday, July 23, 2007

I Turn On The Lights But The Room Stays Dark

This is a poem. But since I can not write it is a poem without words. I live alone for the first time in a very long while, and it feels like there is something missing now. As I returned from work today I stood in the doorway hesitated for a while, but with nowhere else to go I eventually had to go in. I hesitated because I realized that no one would greet me when I entered, no one would give me a hug and no one would be there to even say a single word.


  1. Sad for you..but it the illo is nice!
    Perhaps a little pet to take care for will help.

  2. in the sadness, the creative guy is hapiness... good job!
    courage and good luck...