Emptiness

(also called "a bit sloppy but it struggled out of me")


Fill it.

Mocking space

Midnight room

With you

With you

Fingers, forearms

Shoulders, calves

Your chest, your breath

You

We haven’t met

But do you remember

The last time we parted?

I’m afraid I’ve forgotten

Where we promised to meet

But I’m waiting

In my

Midnight room

Mocking space.