Empty of words

Subdued in my skin and bones,

empty of poetry,

tired of writing,

living a void,

avoiding lexically

appealing expression,

longing to die in the arms

of a softly worded phrase,

grabbing at air,

denying a stare

at my soulless soul,

a cry for help

from an immeasurable hole.

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