The Ocean Blue

Emptiness.

Nothing ahead, no

Nothing behind, and still

I fear nothing, I truly fear

Nothing.

No feeling, no wit,

No sorrow, no guilt,

No anxiety, no anticipation, no chocolates. 

No babies, no applause, no sweat.

Days upon days of caverns ready to fill.

Plates to fill.

Cups to fill.

Time to fill.

Minds to fill.

Me to fill.

Fight against it, fill ‘er up, I say, 

Every moment of every day, I say.

For the opposite of smiles and watermelon

And bee stings and hopscotch and tussles.

Is emptiness.

Without description…..

 

 

 

 

No description

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