The missing seeps in through holes I never knew existed
The lack of warmth and the pinhole currents of icy wind
Winding its self like lashings inside an empty cavern
Why would you want to live here in this ribbed cage?

what good would your light do except expose the barren wastelands 

I tried love 

it took evRey thing I had 

But every new attempt draws blank.

and still you make me think I could try 


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Stephen's picture

Maybe your picker is broken.


allets's picture

Hope From SSmoothie

To try, that's the way that leads to success and the win. Great to read a new write from the master poet. Be well - slc



sootyash's picture


maybe the blankness is where the love lives


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Maybe it’s what it’s

Maybe it’s what it’s attracted to filling emptiness up? Good point! :) 

Don't let any one shake your dream stars from your eyes, lest your soul Come away with them! -SS    

"Well, it's life SIMS, but not as we know it" - ¡$&am