There is no room for you. You are vacant from my thoughts. Vacant from my life. Vacant from my mind. No room for your clutter. I wish I could trip over your shoes one more time.
I scrambled in the dark asphalt of the roads. I turned left and right. I was becoming more and more desperate. One word kept appearing in my mind. “Vacancy, vacancy, vacancy.” I needed it. It was like a drug to me.
The apartment’s been empty for a few years now, but I keep going back to it. Whenever I’m in your part of town, I drive past, almost expecting you to be there waiting for me. It’s stupid. I shouldn’t be looking for you still, after all this time, but you DID make me a promise.
There is an opening, maybe even an emptiness in one’s life that the person desires to be filled. Is that vacany a relationship? Or is there something more pressing missing from their life? Looking within, its hard to determine what that hole, that void is.
Lisa Jones
She saw the flashing vacancy sign from the road and thought about stopping. And then thought again. She kept driving. She wanted to keep up this pace.
The door said ‘Vacancy’ but in the window there was a shadow. Kelly couldn’t tell if it was a mannequin or a person, but she was unsettled by its stillness. The thunder cracked and she nearly jumped out of her skin, but with no other options, she took a step forward.
I went to a motel one day,
said there was a vacant room for me.
I entered, only to find out that it wasn’t.
Thus, I decided, to take my business elsewhere.
The hotel says, “No Vacancy,” but I know that’s a lie. I know they keep six rooms empty at all times. Precisely six. And do you know why? The owner’s paranoid. Delusional. That’s why. He thinks keeping six rooms empty will keep the Devil at bay. He thinks Satan needs six rooms for his demon crew, and if he lets them sleep for free, they won’t come and harm his family anymore. He’s crazy, I tell you. That guy is crazy.
Belinda Roddie
There is a vacancy at my office for a Marketing Manager, which is essentially for my position, because I will be leaving my job on two weeks. Interested Candidates ma
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La vacante anunciaba nuevas opciones y nuevas oportunidades de crecimiento. Aplicó la solicitud para llenar el puesto, pero algo fallaba… no había ventanas.
There is no vacancy. Vacancy is emptiness. Vacancy is lacking. Now there is just overflow. More. More stuff. More details. More. Must find balance between vacancy and overflow.
Jennifer
The coldness of your lips
reaches my body as I long to feel the warmth of love
shivers of icy cold fingers down my spine
The couch was still dimpled,
one beloved spot.
Out on the street corner,
molding with rot.
Sole severe wooden post,
A sign, fresh paint smell.
Vintage wooden floor,
stories left to tell.
Somewhere nearby,
on the unforgiving street,
the forgotten tenant,
neighbor you used to greet.
There is no room for you. You are vacant from my thoughts. Vacant from my life. Vacant from my mind. No room for your clutter. I wish I could trip over your shoes one more time.
I scrambled in the dark asphalt of the roads. I turned left and right. I was becoming more and more desperate. One word kept appearing in my mind. “Vacancy, vacancy, vacancy.” I needed it. It was like a drug to me.
The apartment’s been empty for a few years now, but I keep going back to it. Whenever I’m in your part of town, I drive past, almost expecting you to be there waiting for me. It’s stupid. I shouldn’t be looking for you still, after all this time, but you DID make me a promise.
There is an opening, maybe even an emptiness in one’s life that the person desires to be filled. Is that vacany a relationship? Or is there something more pressing missing from their life? Looking within, its hard to determine what that hole, that void is.
She saw the flashing vacancy sign from the road and thought about stopping. And then thought again. She kept driving. She wanted to keep up this pace.
The door said ‘Vacancy’ but in the window there was a shadow. Kelly couldn’t tell if it was a mannequin or a person, but she was unsettled by its stillness. The thunder cracked and she nearly jumped out of her skin, but with no other options, she took a step forward.
I went to a motel one day,
said there was a vacant room for me.
I entered, only to find out that it wasn’t.
Thus, I decided, to take my business elsewhere.
The hotel says, “No Vacancy,” but I know that’s a lie. I know they keep six rooms empty at all times. Precisely six. And do you know why? The owner’s paranoid. Delusional. That’s why. He thinks keeping six rooms empty will keep the Devil at bay. He thinks Satan needs six rooms for his demon crew, and if he lets them sleep for free, they won’t come and harm his family anymore. He’s crazy, I tell you. That guy is crazy.
There is a vacancy at my office for a Marketing Manager, which is essentially for my position, because I will be leaving my job on two weeks. Interested Candidates ma
La vacante anunciaba nuevas opciones y nuevas oportunidades de crecimiento. Aplicó la solicitud para llenar el puesto, pero algo fallaba… no había ventanas.
There is no vacancy. Vacancy is emptiness. Vacancy is lacking. Now there is just overflow. More. More stuff. More details. More. Must find balance between vacancy and overflow.
The coldness of your lips
reaches my body as I long to feel the warmth of love
shivers of icy cold fingers down my spine
I should’ve known that you were a vacant home