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My Face in the Window

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Do not look at me through your open window.
Do not gaze upon my flesh.
How many lions, before you, wish to eat me?
Surely do you jest?
Occupy the chair you coward,
Show to me your true face.
But I only need a mirror
A self portrait in its place.
An empty chair,
And on the stairs,
The man who wasn’t there.
You weren’t there again today,
Maybe someday
That will change.
Perhaps someday you’ll go away.

On Being Apart

Good morning my love today
When I awoke and saw not your face
There was emptiness. The morning light did say
“You shall not be here, long, without, in this place.”
But I could hardly believe the light that spoke
For every moment away from you deprives
My soul.
Though my time away, my soul bespoke,
It was not prepared, yet shall survive.
How many dawns apart are we?
How many?
Not soon enough, we’ll see.

Next Time


Empty house tonight
They left behind a trace warm.
Until next time, missed.

A Call to Dark

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A call to dark,
And those found empty.
One cannot impart
What one cannot see.
She finds herself calling
To faces of the unknown,
To the faces of hunger,
To the home within her bones.
All of this and more
Inside a question burning,
A warning, (blessing?)of nevermore.
Her mind, in a skull turning,
The empty, nameless dark still calls
Ignoring her inquiry.
The nameless faces gazes fall
From her own mirror beguiling.
A call to dark,
Herself found empty,
That call that folly answered.
Now gone today
Now none may say,
She is that folly; cancer.

Empty Thoughts

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My mind has been empty,
Empty, to remain and to be.
Around it a fog that I cannot see through.
Through which I cannot see you!
What is sight that I cannot see you?
It saps my strength I can hardly stand,
As if my feet are planted in the sand.
Gazing out to sea I hope to catch,
A lasting glimpse of you that,
Would give some solace on this shore,
As I search for bedrock, without which I can’t endure.