Poetry Blog by poemagraphic (Souless)
He had an absence behind his eyes
He walked and talked and breathed.
But it was as if something had left him
As if something was taken from him.
Only partially in the present
As if some deeper part of him
Had been long extinguished.
We conversed long in to that dark night
Me, trying to get the measure of the man
Him, giving no outer indications of malady...
Friday 27th December 2019 11:36 am