Nobody Home! Poem by Eric Cockrell

Nobody Home!



newspaper clippings,
angels, and dust.
an old chair roaring silence,

rusted spoon, empty plate.
great piles of leaves,
blown by the wind....

hoarfrost on the windows,
a bulb without a shade.
water boiling on the stove...
nobody home!

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