Midnights Voice

Rookie - 858 Points (November 3,1950 / Selma, Alabama)

Tissue Paper Reality


He dealt in tissue paper reality.
Layered upon layers of issues
Of nothing at Heart.
As empty inside as the wind
That blew the papers apart.
He wore his emptiness like a badge.
Futility was his halo, a cold
Empty glow of nothingness.
And as his Tongue wagged
The sounds were unintelligible.
And when he stopped his eyes
Beamed with approval.
While I wondered, pondered,
Without disapproval.
Simply dazed, amazed,
Wishing I was not there.

Submitted: Monday, July 09, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, July 10, 2012

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