feeling empty, not a bad empty
a just washed coffee cup kinda empty
kinda content with it all
not wanting anything at all
knowing that can change with
with wind and whim and happenstance
and be fully filled again with
angst or bliss or something
in between
at this present right now
of this very moment
empty works just fine...
September 2025
The Society for Esoteric Concerns
on this blank page
this electronic easel
pulsating empty, white, pixels
there is potential for me
to almost write a reddish sun
like you painted on your wall
a redder son rising, or setting,
photoed over this blue salty sea
a brownish muddy river
or our unsalted lake
but...
i could write and write
and never match
your singing while
driving us to...
i can't remember where
it never mattered after
hearing your song
the sun of your heart and soul
warming the whole world
september 2025
