Nothing
How the feeling of emptiness devours
and takes me in
like an empty nest
and a hole in the ground
an empty den of the fox
with just loneliness gazing around
an unclaimed body
lying in the morgue..sleeping
without the
rush to being claimed or otherwise
Oh! how the emptiness seeps and seeks me
with the stories of yore
with phantom pain filling my pores
An old a...
Thursday 16th August 2018 11:46 pm
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