Onliest
Posted in Day Turns Into Night on August 7th, 2004 by Nick Razera crumbling stone well in the middle of a field at dusk.
an ancient silo in the corn worn from age and neglect.
the large empty warehouse near the highway on the way home.
a broken window in a long abandoned house.
once dreams now memories.
staring faces of people you walk past but do not know.
sounds from the distance echoing through your living room.
phone ringing but when you answer nobody says a word.
your name whispered slightly on the wind rustling through the trees.
alone in the crowded world.
