When feeling empty
When feeling empty
I often write --
strange, how, somehow
emptying more seems
start a fill --
from the outside
re-connecting the within --
where I draw from
reserve – ours I like
to believe a dimension
of shared admissions
becoming childlike
opening to acceptance
the need for mirrors:
as well as for makeup,
more-so, for busting pimples
and cleaning teeth~
our blemishes, bits and pieces of
one another
we see our digestions
in the images of others
what we eat, breathe,
dream, and pray -- both
inner and outer garments
reflections...
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2024
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