Vacancy
Nov 16, 2009 Creative Writing/Poetry
The neon flickers.
“No”
next to
“Vacancy”
First it blinks.
Rapidly as if fighting to stay lit.
Then a tremble.
Afraid of the imminent dark.
Last, it quivers.
With a zap and sizzle.
Vacancy. Luminous. Abandoned. Tenacious. Broken.
Vacancy in
my bed
my head
what wasn’t said.
Shattered glass on the concrete below.





November 16th, 2009 at 03:55
Hell and hugs, baby girl.
November 16th, 2009 at 04:42
I miss your poetry.. You should definitely post some of your old ones this week.
November 16th, 2009 at 05:04
<3
November 16th, 2009 at 07:43
Love to you! {{{HUG}}}
I had a strange dream about you last night! lol
November 16th, 2009 at 09:37
I love you. Vacancy doesn’t last forever <3
November 16th, 2009 at 09:40
I adore your poetry.
And you.