THIS OLD PLACE

SHADOW WORLD

DUSTY NOW

EMPTY PAGES

ASKING HOW

BOOKCASE EYES

NOTEBOOK FACE

NO ONE COMES

TO THIS OLD PLACE

BROKEN PENCILS

DRIED UP PEN

WON'T YOU EVER

WRITE AGAIN

PAPER CLIPS

AND RUBBER BANDS

NOTHING TOUCHED

BY ARTIST'S HANDS

ROOM THAT CRIES

IN PAPER BITS

STUBBORN DRAWER

THAT NEVER FITS

FILES OF NOTHING

BUT THE PAST

THINGS ONCE NEW

THAT DIDN'T LAST

TWO OLD WINDOWS

THEY JUST STARE

AT EACH OTHER

NO ONE'S THERE

THEY KEEP WATCH

FOR THAT OLD FACE

BUT NO ONE COMES

TO THIS OLD PLACE

Robert Parker Jameson Mar 28, 2009