Sunday, August 27, 2017

Loss

I'm so full -
so full of your emptiness.

Hollows,
all hollows -
you swallow
the air I breathe.

Tear, shriek -
you're the peak
I lose my echoes to.

You who are this fog -
how I do see you?

You're blinding my eyes
and I?

I term this loss,
love.

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