Lawrence Hall
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                                    G­oodbye, Spooky Old Shopping Mall

I’m only here for the restrooms, foul as they are
          Employees Must Wash Hands
At the end of corridors which end in corridors
Darker and narrower as they go along
Empty spaces, empty stores, emptiness

Someone is sleeping on a decorative bench
          No Firearms / Prohibido Portas Armas De Fuego
Outside a nail salon that closed years ago
And a bookstore that closed years ago
And a boutique that closed years ago

The geriatric mall-walkers have arrived
          Hide Your Merchandise and Lock Your Car
The few remaining stores don’t open ‘til ten