parking lot

To Pass the Time

To pass the time as my clothing dry, I stare out the window watching people below pass by. Watching people is fun. That white car drove around the parking lot for half an hour searching for that pot of gold. But no rain was around. A couple across the way, playing tennis. She and IContinue reading “To Pass the Time”

Look at me. What do you see? There were people here. Now no one is near. There was the sounds of laughter. Nothing resonates after. The sounds of work filled these walls. Now just echoes fall. Wait, what happened to the juice? Am I not of any use? Darkness is all around. Out of thatContinue reading “Parking Lot”