half empty

how sad
he is.
alone in the house.
so large
a cavern of color
and wood.
paint and rugs.
his footsteps
echo
in the chamber,
up the stairs.
this was where youth
resided.
where love
was tried.
the maids keep it
clean.
tear at the cobwebs
in the corners.
shine
the piano.
wipe the counter.
put the bottles
half empty away.