Emptiness
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The silent house
it's mouth firm and shut
the crying eyes
the trails of tears
can't beat the mourning sky
The silent man
locked up inside
he tracks the tears
counts empty bottles
cuts words from yellow
newspapers
In random order
it now says:
"evening chaos car prime-minister"
He thinks this might become
a masterpiece
A lamenting poem about
absolutely nothing.
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August 18, 2017
Copyright © Darren White
Copyright © Darren White | Year Posted 2017
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