Wednesday, May 1, 2013

I wandered in the empty

I wandered in the empty
sky like stars. The empty
vowels filled the empty
words with light. I'm empty

as a cup, I'm empty
as winter trees. I emptied
the fruit of its empty
juice. I hear an empty

philosophy that empties
itself out. I am emptied
of belief, I see empty
eyes wander an empty
image.

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