Such uneven walls,
long abided though aged.
Just look at the old place—
a snug place, a small place,
offering solace, a tepid bath,
a quiet meal
and granting the view
out back to familiar scenes.
Some cold comfort came
amid these empty rooms.
Warm nights, or lonely ones,
and sunny mornings watching
the street though grimy panes
before exiting
for a day’s endeavors,
emerging to city sounds.
A few secrets will be
left behind, forgotten soon;
some chapters closed
or locked away, abandoned.
They can languish here,
and after some paint
and such the next along will
come take up the narrative.
Phil Huffy is a repurposed lawyer from Rochester, New York. He was formerly a hobbyist songwriter and one -man band, but he left the group in a huff. Recent placements include Poets Reading the News, The Lyric, Westward Quarterly and Better Than Starbucks.