it is 5: 48 p.m.
dark and light
are arranging
for this shift
i am waiting
for someone
to come and
replace me
i have to go
somewhere
i am not meant
to be left alone
in this old house
in this empty room
in this silence
that is too deafening
another night shall
take over and all
my loud music
and musings
shall have no
more meaning
RIC S. BASTASA
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/afternoon-musings-3/
