Absence

Weightless Things

Weightless things,
drenched in the,
[[[]]]] sunlight,
until,
I come and see,
when I came and went,
why did I see them there,
walls made of compact memories,
leaving behind me a trail of [[[[]]]],
I find a god in the [[[]]],
watching me alone in this house
until,
those weightless things,
hold a weight once more,

I was there.

#poetry