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Nothing, an empty desk, a crowded head,
Rumpled sheets on an empty bed.
A void, a hole, another missed goal.
A black cloud in a sunny space,
A blank look, on an expressionless face.
An empty cupboard, an empty purse,
Hollow meannings in a hollow verse.
No energy to pick up my pen,
To use it for judging men.
An empty shell,
Nothing left
Just me,
Bereft.
A burst of verse, in response to the prompt. First I had to feel the word, have empathy, then … if I was nothing … what would I be? I am fortunately, not nothing. But did you like what I penned, was it fit for purpose? Let me know in the comments. I am full of chat. 😆😉