Empty
Empty
My head sometimes
Can be a request
Or an actual status.
Empty
My mind on rare occasions
Just void of anything
Strange.
Empty
When this is my request
I want the ramblings to stop
For a minute, a rest
But it never complies.
Empty
Such a cold word
Even blank is better
Blank suggests, it's only for a moment.
Empty
Not for long, I hope
Blank, thoughtless, spaced, I can deal with
But empty?
How do you cope with that?
Empty
There's nothing there
Where is it all hiding?
All that stuff, that's normally there.
Empty
Is all I have for now.

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