the walls. fall. down.

silent empty night.

Crickets keep chirping
City lights keep sparkling
Clock light keeps flashing
And the room still dark.

Guitar strings still 
Drapes half drawn
Newspapers strewn
And mail unopened.

Keys still lost
Coffee cold
Porch light left on
Answering machine empty

So many things unsaid
So many songs unsung
Too many smiles unseen
Too much time spent alone

Door still open
Shoes still vacant
Bed still waiting
And the roof 

still 

standing.