Absence.

Subway, dancing flames,
joking ecstatic, lost
in games,
But what remains?

No more walking, no
more talking,
laid up, there, that
sickness stalking,

But smiling, that face,
still, staring death
cold,
Lasting humor, spirit
bold,

No more walking,
no more talking,
laid up, its' not the
same,
No more game, just
missing and its' not
the same,

Coloring book in
stained glass,
Far too much time just
passed,
That empty space in
a nameless place,

Missing that face...
-END-
(C) D.C. Chapman
02/27/2013