The Frame
Picture frameA moment in my life.
It's blank.
Like the
Hollow stares
From people who
Are supposed to
Help me,
But won't.
Leading to an
Empty sea
Where there is
No food
To feed me.
Like the emptiness
In my discretion
Flowing through
The empty frame.
5-13-09
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