Empty
Eternal journey ~ looking back
into that spirit's grace, to counteract
the loss of space ~ my self's contract
was trusting, that confirmed exact.
A yes, a no ~ a nod, a fact
how loose the tongue, how tall the stack
of promises, un lived enact~
A spiritual inquest, mine to track.
This forecast's rendering, solicit's lack ~
Man takes you at your word, then empties that!
Copyright © Paula Larson | Year Posted 2006
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