travelling into my space

that road oft travelled

neither visitor or tenant be

just passing by



stopping to stare

donning spectacles of perspective

discovering what lies beneath

as I a passer-by be



dream or dead space?

haunted by conversations

of those who reside on yonder

neighbours they not be



in transit, not overnighting

reading what lies beneath

obligated to document

that others might believe

© 2017 michael d emmerich