Poem 7

Nothing reminds you
How beautiful people are–capital P People I mean– 
like a building they've just left

All the life sucked out like atmosphere in space
The sounds gone silent
like the lonely terror of sudden deafness

Memories still haunt the air like
smoke trails from the last cigarette
ground into the alley out back

This place is nothing now
means nothing
gives nothing
takes nothing

A concrete carcass
Awaiting resurrection on another morning

Dave Von Bieker

Dave Von Bieker, 11243 85 St NW, Edmonton, AB, T5B 3C6, Canada

Dave Von Bieker lives at the intersection of art, faith, hope and love. He has 2 great kids, a fantastic wife, and a mostly good dog. He plays red guitars and drives red cars.