I Feel Like An Empty Box - Poem by James Tipp
I feel like an empty box,
Devoid of all content
Buffeted by the elements
Hurt by the emptiness
There is no place to hide.
Wanting only to be filled
The box stands waiting
Contents strewn for all to see
Nothing hid, exposed
The box cannot be refilled itself
Cannot reseal, so it is empty
And it cries and cries and cries.
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