Fill In the Spaces
Fill in the Spaces
I see these spaces
These almost mocking moments
Of empty places
Frequenting the hours
In their lackadaisical way
To merely taunt other thoughts
That linger on what they deem as whimsical
Easy to shrug them aside
These mortuary faces of denial
Simple it has become
To loose them and elude them
Fantasy and reality slide
I make more than I
Adept dreamers cannot be defied
It matters not in these spaces
Or in the yabbering jabbering moments
They do not know of the secret places
Which frequent the hours
In their aloof appraisal
They are far to lazy and to well heeled
Of silent seconds spent in connections mystical
My smile writes a hidden tapestry
When her warmth touches
This sequestered momentum
Of a unity reaches beyond
Such hard driven assumptions of need
My cipher bids a more fluent empathy
Than the hustled bustle of empty spaces mockery
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