Empty

The house is empty now

No laughter, just the soft hum of electronics

But there are reminders

Golden strands of hair, scattered in random places

The scent, Her scent, still on the pillow she used

Each thing reminds of the other Emptiness

Despite that, I can’t help but smile

The Bumble smiles with me, as he waves to passing cars

9 thoughts on “Empty”

  1. This is a test comment. If this were a real comment it would point out that Stuck writes drunken poetry that sounds sober. Unless drunk Stuck smiles more than sober Stuck (in December) in which case the previous test comment would be irrelevant.

    Or something like that.

  2. I’d like a way to navigate back to your home page from your post pages. That’s all I want for Christmas. My birthday is another story, though.

  3. Ask, and ye shall receive. The banner will take you back to the homepage now. I’ve been trying to figure out what’s causing the sidebar to drop to the bottom in IE, and that’s had me editing the header a lot.

  4. I love me some Firefox 🙂 If my page looks like crap in IE, then I say change browsers. You, however, are nicer than I am.

  5. It’s creepy because it makes them superior.
    Also, it’s creepy because it’s not obvious they’re drunk.
    And I just worked 12 hours in a row and I’m not very coherent. I think my brain is dead 😉

  6. Coherent drunks are not necessarily superior. They’re just more lucid. Sometimes I think euphoria is a better choice. Get some sleep, Frenchie. 🙂

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