Empty Room
A room that had been dark and locked
for years was found for socialization.
It was void of everything except oxygen.
There was hope it could be filled with
people who would come alive with openness.
The room was 15 by 20 in size.
300 square feet of space was room
enough for nice furniture, but for
reasons unknown, the dark and empty
room proved inadequate for relaxation
or restoration.
Also, there was insufficient space or was
it the atmosphere, for free and honest
conversation to help them unwind. It never
became a place that left one with a sense
of relief from the pressures of everyday life.
Friends and acquaintances gathered for great
social interaction but were neither vulnerable
nor transparent. So, everyone left with a
sense of emptiness, never finding satisfaction.
The room was filled with physical things,
including at least 10 intelligent humans
whose lives were ripe for receiving something
that could fill the emptiness in their lives.
Sadly, the once-empty room became occupied
to the degree that eyes could see, and ears could
hear, but remained as empty as it always had been,
as empty as the lives of its sudden occupants.
Copyright © Curtis Johnson | Year Posted 2024
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