Poem: Nothing Ache

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Sometimes it’s nothing

that creates such ache:

tooth head stomach heart

all crying.

Emptiness taking up space

Homeless grieving

a bulldozed shack of poverty

All they ever had saved

in trash bags as luggage

irreplaceably gone or dying.

Heart dead as a cemetery

and Hope falls apart

afraid of the dark.

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11 Comments

  1. The ache of material nothingness is something many people will never understand, and the many who do understand will have been unfortunate to have gained such understanding. A beautiful write.

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