all of this nothing

after a two-hour drive,

we park

in the gravel driveway and carry

our bags in.

it's a bed

and breakfast in the middle of nowhere.

from

the window

i can see a few horses, the rusted roof

of a barn,

once red.

i see the unpaved road.

a frozen

grey pond.

there's a dog off his leash.

we might take

a walk later, after she gets out

of the shower.

but for now, i'll  stand

here at the window

and take all of this nothing in.