The Theatre of Silence

The stage is empty and dusty

The hush so persistent

You could hear a pin drop

Unoccupied seats

Silent applause

A hole in the roof

For a spotlight of sun

Spiders weave

For a curtain call

That never comes

Derelict cinema

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s