Black asphalt and cars

               There is one that never moves

                      Countless untold lives



     Gray, white, and dirty

He’s staring with hungry eyes

     The parking lot cat



                                       Lights that don’t turn off

                                        Illuminate the night sky

                                       Reminds me of home



                        Littering the ground

                  The remnants of cigarettes

                        The smell still remains



  Lingering outside

People never seen before

   Stare through my window



                                          Buzzing little bugs

                             Swarm around my dim porch light

                                           It still just flickers



                    A puddle of rain

          Pooled beneath a car outside

                    Oh wait, that’s just oil



  Old stagnant water

Sits in an empty kids pool

   It sits there for months