Hollow halls
These hotel tombs
Collecting the echoes
Of those who run
Leaving emptier
Than when they’ve come
Never experiencing
A fecund heart
Just that useless ache
That says
There must be more
© Entirety 2016
Hollow halls
These hotel tombs
Collecting the echoes
Of those who run
Leaving emptier
Than when they’ve come
Never experiencing
A fecund heart
Just that useless ache
That says
There must be more
© Entirety 2016