lamentation, architectural...

antecedent rooms 
like phantom limbs
dangle in absentia 
just beyond dejected doors
that seal like bandages
the gutted open void
of vanished walls and figment halls
attaining, ramiform, the altered air  
whispers roam like dust 
and gather restlessly where
the memory of corners dwell
replete in silent contemplation
and swift birds fly around 
the mostly discharged hull
and fallow dreaming seeds
that fade like unfeigned laughter
on a summer afternoon...

lucy meskill