A Life in Transition

a life in transition
new old – old old – old new
blooming You – wilting me

glowing bulbs in empty rooms
secret stories stacked
echoes of life boxed

insatiable nights
inflatable scars
my stars are distant

unfolding days
in folding chairs
untold invisible scars

stationary – sedentary
unmoving yet moving afar
a life in transition

back to barren soil
deserted dust
a new dawn awaits

as a vagrant life stops