I surround myself with emptiness:
an empty jar that was once
filled with the sweetest jam
an hourglass whose sands
of time were blown by the wind
a light bulb— unable to shine
with its filaments gone
a wine glass that I sleep with
till my waking days
Call this madness or a hint of desperation
Curse this bed of despair from which I lie
But I surround myself with emptiness
So I can simply forget about mine
© 2017 Maria. All Rights Reserved.
Photograph is Reylia Slaby’s latest work entitled, I Surround Myself With Emptiness.
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