Empty Space
it is but hollowness
a wary ache of emptiness
that permeates today
euphoric songs nolonger
ring out joy in filling
brimming spheres
the laughter’s gone
silence sterns an atmosphere
of anxious dread
you vacillate between
dismay and fates you fear
for things you cannot have
what may have been
opaque returns chimeras to
disgrace an empty space
© 2 June 2010, I. D. Carswell
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