Offering XX: Emptiness

March 11, 2025

All your hopes and dreams

you held like a fragile web,

patiently kept untangled,

neatly ordered for future use

Do you still make plans?

There on the other side

you that cannot be seen

from so far away

Where are the maps

to your new home?

Will my sense of direction

lead me there?

But never mind.

Here we don't need a thing.

hammers, nails

the anvil silent in the barn

Lists left undone

I drop a ball bearing

hear it ring

I want only you