Nothing

..

This poem is a tiny abandoned
town in Arizona. Nobody lives
here. We’re all just passing
through.

You’re better off in Wikieup or
Wickenburg or even Bagdad –
they might be glad to see ya,
might

have a phrase or two to share.
Here, we’ve got no gas and no
bathrooms and no good clean
air.

Stare all you like; nothing’s
moving. Or should we say
Nothing isn’t moving, any time
soon.

Sun rises, moon comes. That’s
about the only visitors we get,
and they keep forgetting to leave
a tip.

Thanks for trying to stop by this
population 4, 3, 2, 1 podunk place.
Remember, take only pictures, leave
no trace.

…………………….And have a nice trip.

..
Much ado about Nothing.
Poetic Asides November Chapbook Challenge, day 13.

 

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2 Responses to Nothing

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    This is a cool read………loved it.

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