Etherically Poem by Adora Williams

Etherically



It is pointless
Every receptor who was supposed to be a mirror
Is a —
It is nothingness
It emanates my loneliness
When I speak
When I word
Every receptor is a deaf foreigner

Am I the last trouper in the world? , I asked etherically
I got no answer

Which echoes my loneliness

When I speak
When I word
Every receptor will walk away

Friday, May 13, 2022
Topic(s) of this poem: confessional,philosophy
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