What Lonely Place

what lonely place
greets her
with unimpressive walls
and carpet that
holds tight to a memory
of scent

the cat sleeps so
she speaks
to the fly instead and
tries to wrap her
mind around winged sisyphus
and hills

an old chair groans
hello
anyone’s companion
for tea remains
reserved seating for the weight
of motes

there is a sound
goodbye
to the cricket singing
she cups her hand
and puts it outside to find
friendship

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4 responses to “What Lonely Place

  1. gorgeous, gorgeous. thank you, lovely Heather.

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