Nothing There Poem by Dorsey Baker

Nothing There



Lusted
Busted
and brokenhearted
walk away
from the disguise
and upon your face
wear the naked truth
hurt
dirt
stepping on the broken pieces
of the fallen glass house
the slippery
landscape become such
a hard place to be
your balance is broken
and your body
starts to slide
you are going
down hill
you reach out for
something to hold on to
but there is
nothing there!

Sunday, April 22, 2018
Topic(s) of this poem: life
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