Nov 10, 2015 by

Will someone talk to me?
The four walls,
stared back in silence,
waiting for the next word.
The table lamp,
cast its light on the books,
so many words,
yet nothing to say.
The empty chairs,
serving as the jury,
sat in silence –
no verdict today.
Pictures on the walls,
memories frozen in time,
when voices filled the void.
The blank television screen,
cast its reflection.
On a solitary man.
-David Bruce

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