How Emptiness Comes About..... Poem by RIC BASTASA

when i talk
i realize i throw away
a part of me
and never really came
back,

there is no bridge
between you and me,
all the waters below
simply run
away from us

above us is nothing
but space
below us nothing but
passers-by


no one is beside me
no one is beside you
and this is how
emptiness comes about.

we do not see however
how everything fills
themselves
until we finally leave
the place
where we keep on
standing still.