Nil Poem by Jack Sedman

Nil

Rating: 4.5


love
such a dead-end
first-stop street
of impressions
ideas
of desire, thin
as empathy, the
self another to
meet your fear.
I want to dream
and know it’s nothing but
what else
save God
could there be?
Touch
so transient, one day
the next.
Aftermath of misery
Nil by memory.

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