46 inch tv mounted on the wall
webs covering it from lack of use
stacks of old ads and mail scattered
DVD player still flashing 12:00
remotes are dead from sitting
dust covering everything
even the footprints indented in the floor
dishes piled in the sink
high enough to overflow on the counters
cobwebs sit in every crease and corner of the ceiling
as the stench fills the hallway
door to every bed room open
Smell makes my stomach curl
as we approach the main room
arm hangs off the bed
slightly deteriorated
fingers gangling
from a lonely old man
other arm
reaching to the emptiness
on the other side of the bed
with a frown craved into his face
and lines on his face
drawn from the tear drops
salt from his eye to the sheets.
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