Tuesday, January 11, 2011

I've emptied myself

in weariness and loss

now my emptiness

is all I have--

and while metaphysical

mavens pronounce this

as good--

my rent is due

I'm out of money

the world throws

a party to which

I'm not invited

and my imitation

of a statue

is praised by those

who aren't sitting

on this pedestal

and that's not so good--

but I do have my emptiness

and heaven alone knows

whether I'll survive long enough to see

what will fill it--

Content (c) 2008-2011 Philip Milito.

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