An Empty Room

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An empty room.
Its walls hinting at
possibilities that
were not to be.

My hollow self,
emptied of desire;
existing only as
coal on a bed of
diamonds.

An emotional cruise
on a distraught sea.
Ships of black sails
transporting me
through the jungles
of frozen destruction.

Where are our plans?
Where are our solutions?

They were words spoken
by people who
will not caress
the torture of the future

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Published in "Visions and Voices" April 1983

Published again in "Callused Hands" 2010

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