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