Monday, October 3, 2011

Nothingness


I do not feel this.
I do not feel your eyes upon me.
As your hands go walking
I do not feel this.
I am empty.
When you kiss me
my mouth, the automaton
kisses you back with no sympathy.
I have no answers
I have no answers
for your questioning eyes.
My eyes, reflecting yours
are empty pools
unfathomable and deep.
Like blackest water
they embrace you
within the nothing I have become.
I do not feel this.
I do not feel your eyes upon me.
As your body moves in closer
I do not feel this
I am empty.

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