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