walking down the hallway

passes my sight,

an empty bed

an empty chair

and a reflection on the window

of my empty eyes

living in a bears cave

without the bear

becomes forsaken

you see the mess the bear has left behind

thats what you are

you are there to be picked up

and taken

and thrown into a place that will be

forever home

no more to anticipate the scratch

no more to forsee the grumble

that once brought you joy

and made you so humble.