Tsunami HiroshiSu

Rookie - 41 Points (September 15,1996 / Fort Collins, Colorado)

Spiders In The Attic - Poem by Tsunami HiroshiSu

Spiders in the attic
A light in the window
I thought nobody was home
Teddy coming apart
Dust thick upon the floor
Cobwebs clouding the skylight
Static blocking the music
This old house
Don't look back
Creaking doors
Drafts of wind
And spiders in the attic

Secret passages
A place to hide
The wind is howling past the eaves
The rain is pouring in the gutters
Candles flickering behind shutters
Plunking piano keys
But no one's playing
Empty pantry
No one's been here for years
But still there are vestiges of life before
Footprints in the dust
Doll left carelessly on the overstuffed sofa
As though she's left the room for a moment
Soon to be back

Books with well thumbed pages still sitting on the coffee table
Three legs are left
One is gone to who knows where
Mail still unopened
What happened?
Where did they go?
Here one moment
Gone the next

Kettle resting on the silent stove
Cold coffee on the kitchen table
The only person in the house
It's me
The bed isn't made
Could've been slept in yesterday
But for the dust and stains
Moonlight in swirling silver stripes
Slicing the floor in two
A perfect dilapidated mess
Fit only for the spiders
Spiders in the attic

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, May 21, 2011

Poem Edited: Monday, May 30, 2011

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