Not Anymore Poem by Temperance Joy

Not Anymore



Homesick.
What is home?
Where the heart is.
I have no heart.
It's shattered.
Broken.
On the ground.
No one saves me.
I'm beyond all hope.
My dreams are crushed.
Stolen by love.
What is love?
Is it you and me?
Not anymore
Was it at one point?
Of course.
Will it be again?
Maybe, who knows?
Not me.
Do I know anything?
Not anymore.

(January 18,2007)

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