No One

A Poem by Autumn T.

Another sad poem.

The fan blades
Cycle air through the room,
Cooling a person
Who isn’t there.

A clock
Screams out the time in block letters,
Shouting
At no one and nothing.

Two lamps
Spread their light over a room,
Illuminating objects
That have no one to look at them.

A phone,
Ringing on the bedside table
Asks to be answered
And is greeted with nothing

A car,
Three miles away,
Is wrapped around a telephone pole.
There was someone there this time.

© 2011 Autumn T.

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Added on November 5, 2011
Last Updated on November 5, 2011
Tags: death, irony, ironic, dead, poem, poetry

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Autumn T.

Rockford, MI

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