Hotel Ice Machine

The hallway

goes quiet

between

the sound

of falling ice.

Library Return Slot

Books disappear

through a metal mouth

without saying

whether

they were loved.

Parking Garage

Every floor

looks enough

like the last

to make me wonder

if the car

is moving

or I am.

Waiting

The microwave

counts down

more slowly

than the clock

on the wall.

Lost and Found

A single glove,

reading glasses,

one house key.

The beginning

of three different stories.

Travis Park is a poet from Indiana whose work has appeared or is forthcoming in Modern Haiku, Presence, Ribbons, Wales Haiku Journal, Leaf Journal, Haikuniverse, and elsewhere.