So Many Departures.... Poem by RIC BASTASA

the day you left
creates an empty space
between another empty
space,

ah, i am tired of so
many departures, and finally
got bored about these
empty spaces,

i go outside the house
to find much wider spaces
fields and fields of empty
spaces, oceans and oceans
of them,

and finally i find a world
of clouds leaving every
mountain and plain,

the shadows of clouds pass
over my body
and i feel nothing at all,
nothing warm nothing cold.