Empty

The void in his voice 

echoed within his laugh

loud and contagious

but abandoned and timed

like a hunted house

full of unintended corners

covered with dust and filth

rooms so black only the silhouette

of a hiding skeleton can be observed

a phantom chased by what has gone

and who have gone with it

surrounded by a halo that 

like magic , pulls you into the unknown

without moving your feet

he swiped his fingers on the windows

looked at the traces of the dirt in his hands

then watched through the window

as the time passed by