Empty Today
Empty today.
Empty.
Today, empty grey sky gave way to weak purple light & I saw small: distant stars, so far apart…
Empty today.
Empty.
Today the walls will not look back at me because vision is just a trick of the light & so am I.
Empty today.
Empty.
Today, empty grey sky gave way to weak purple light & I saw small: distant stars, so far apart…
Empty today.
Empty.
Today the walls will not look back at me because vision is just a trick of the light & so am I.
The speaker keeps returning to one word: empty. It opens the poem, it stands alone on its own line, and it comes back again, as if the feeling can't be argued with or explained. Nothing is added to soften it.
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