I went in the attic today
And this is what I found:
An acoustic guitar
'I used to play'
'I remember the chords'
Only dust
hums the strings.
A painting
by my Grandmother
'Have you put it up yet?'
'....yes. In the guest room'
The painted man
Is left drinking in
The dark.
Recordings of Shakespeare
On LP
'A family heirloom'
'I love Shakespeare'
The bard remains silent
Unheard
The actors wait their cue.
In the attic dark
When the hatch door closes,
Everything stands
And waits
In silent attention
Until a gasp of breath
A whisper of hope
Cuts through
With the light
From the open
Hatch door.
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