Wednesday, August 03, 2011

August 3, 2011

loneliness


no matter how loud
the television is on
alone is still alone

no matter how many
times the refrigerator
is opened and scanned . . . again and again

for something, but what?
nothing in there can satisfy
this need to fill this emptiness

no matter how many times
something beautiful is created
something beautiful, too, is taken away.

4 Comments:

Blogger Pen and Paper Ink said...

nice!

8:35 PM  
Blogger freakystylie said...

When you look at time it is a place where you can go to hide. I spend my time away from the world to get away from the present. I see time as anything but the present.

2:39 PM  
Blogger Sir James Eric Watkins said...

Pen and Paper: Thank you.

Freakystylie: I can understand your point of view.

11:40 AM  
Blogger Sir James Eric Watkins said...

Thanks for dropping by you two.

11:41 AM  

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