A city lost in a cavernous rage. <br />A moment turned in a blank page. <br />Heat is hidden within this icy room. <br />A door without hinges. A handless broom. <br />A sitting room full of seat-less chairs. <br />A comb for a woman that has no hair. <br />A tree of wisdom with roots of lies. <br />A flower given to a face with no eyes. <br />A city lost in my avenge less haze. <br />A soul forgotten, left in this maze. <br /> <br /> <br />Copyright 2006 A.J. McKinley<br /><br />A.J. McKinley<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/lost-119/
