i stumbled through my dark desolate kitchen into what was his room.

i reached around the door post to flip on on of the many switches,

i hoped to god that it wouldn't turn on,

it didn't.

i didn't want to see an abandoned room.

but through the dark i had an idea of what it looked like.

a beat up mini fridge, unplugged and centered in the room.

if his stuff was still there it would have been placed right next to his dusty t.v.

you will be missed larry.

you might not think so, but we're looking out for you.

cheers