my spirit has
waned,
my creative energies, have flown away
i am encumbered
by
a thousand bottles of emptiness
they are all, neatly stacked
upon the shelf
each one, representing a day
gone by
a toast – a toast – and yet another toast
to an already forgotten empire
of
nothingness
just another meaningless clink
of glass
to celebrate the goblins, of bottles past
~/~
Marvelously Melancholy
But there is a spirit glowing beneath the words - the right words that are exacting and emptied of nothingness easily :D