Sunday, November 17, 2019

Empty Chamber



There isn’t much of an echo,
In this empty room.
I don’t hear much distinctly,
In this empty room.

Are there other people,
In this dark and empty room?
Are there ears to hear me,
In this dark and empty room?

I cannot tell, so I cannot say,
If I am alone.
I would act the same anyway,
If I am alone.

There is a window, I can tell,
In this empty room.
A bit of light and noise comes
Into this empty room.

That is why it is hard to tell
If I am alone.
Faint light, shadows and voices come,
Though I may be alone.

I think a lot and listen some,
In this empty room.
I talk and try to work things out,
Though I may be alone.

I am mostly content to be here,
In this dark and empty room.
But is might be time to close the window,
Though I may be alone.

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