Floaters
To begin
All words are
Empty..
No matter
How used..
Words are
Floaters on
Their own
Emptiness..
And all are
Equally empty..
Pulls the rug
From words
Seeming to
Elevate or depress..
Yet their expressive
Power tells the
Stories of
Lives unfolding...
Copyright © Charles Coon | Year Posted 2023
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