it is 5: 48 p.m. <br />dark and light <br />are arranging <br />for this shift <br /> <br />i am waiting <br />for someone <br />to come and <br />replace me <br /> <br />i have to go <br />somewhere <br />i am not meant <br />to be left alone <br /> <br />in this old house <br />in this empty room <br />in this silence <br />that is too deafening <br /> <br />another night shall <br />take over and all <br />my loud music <br />and musings <br />shall have no <br />more meaning<br /><br />RIC S. BASTASA<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/afternoon-musings-3/
