Empty shells
As I looked at them
Seemingly apparent that my customers
Were not home

As though empty inside
With no essence

They continues to order
And pay

I stared clear into their eyes
And minds

Find nothing
Find something

Find something
For nothing

To the point
That there was
No one
Home.

08/04/1998

Posted on 01/11/2010
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