The Empty Man
The Empty Man
By: Larry L. Conners...2009
Elusive passion, where art thou..? Come,...slake my thirsty heart, give warm comfort to this Empty Man....
What insidious force has torn you from my breast..?
All is kitten soft,...no sharp, unforgiving edges...no raging shore clawing at my stiffened legs,...pulling, pulling...
Have I somehow muted my inner voice..? Or was it always just a hollow echo..?
A cloying ennui descends, ...surrounds, like a thick, oily fog,... allowing neither love or hate, pain or joy, to enter unbidden...
Oh,.. Raging Sea,... pull, pull...take me with you,... scrape away the weight of years...and hoarded tears...
I wait, an Empty Man...
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