Empty-- As void as the inundating madness Of stupefying floods, on my fields Of promised gold; Void-- As vacuous as the demented bouts Of screaming, within and without My verses, despoiled; Vacuous-- As vacant as the glassy glances That suffuse my plodding soul With garrulous doubt; Vacant-- As desolate as the erratic heart That endeavors to beat and bleat, Sans the basis of why it still exists. "Desolation" #Desolation #diwa #yqbaba
