a six month lease

the empty

small apartment,

one bedroom,

one bath is

waiting to be rented.

a starting point

for the young, or

a stopping point

for the old.

the walls

with a fresh coat

of white paint.

the stove

cleaned,

the bathrooms too.

a coat of wax

on the wood floors.

a set of new keys.

the bus stop out

front will sell it.

it's waiting,

waiting

for someone in between.

someone waiting for

the pages

of their own life

to be turned,

waiting for what's

next before

once more they leave.