by Nancy Snipper
Clear away the debris,
All away.
Put it in a sack.
But then
It always comes back.
My mind is set,
Ready!
Start!
Go!
Help from beyond
Is all I know.
There's never any air.
There's only the eyes
Of a distant stare.
Mine will never be
Mine will never come
Mine is just a little life
Smaller than your thumb.
Life is
lifeless
Love is
loveless
Friends are
friendless
And nothing is
only.
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