Empty Drawers

Ghosts reside here
Ignorant of a life once
treasured
Silence hangs boughs
Dripping with lost anticipation
Waited
but lost
And now the drawers are empty
And there is nothing to fill them
With.

Misgivings and regrets 

Textured light colors the room darkly

Unsettled dust lingers over fine hopes; dancing unrepentantly

Door, locked and forgotten, fears the ax left in hands unforgiving

And I graciously accept the mantle of candle waxed crowns by names long forgotten; misgivings and regrets

All so the mouse can claim the lion and the bat the role of the cat