Half Empty (Audio)




Fragile and wound

Like a wicker basket

I harvest shame

By the earfuls

You on the other hand

Are half empty


I cannot even begin

To understand you

Beyond the confines

Of your former lovers

Who speak through you

As if a mannequin

Only they never bother

To alter their voices enough

To confirm their existence


Deluded by the grandeur

Of my heightened expectations

Infatuation flaunts

An unseemly neurosis

I assemble the flavors

Of your primary palate

In an effort to slide

Inside unchallenged

But sensing my intentions

You’ve removed

Your left ring finger

That nothing enduring

Should come to pass


Perhaps I will never know

Your hands in proximity

Absolving my loneliness

Or the sound of your voice

Shuddering under the ballast

Of genuine correspondence

Perhaps I will never know

Any love at all

Having none to spare myself

But there is always the dream


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