11/11/00
why do I still feel so empty?
the joy should be filling my chest
bubbling over like juice through a pie crust
why do I feel nothing?
your eyes were blank,
no color, no sight,
hollow.
I couldn't feel
the affections I expected to rush up and down
I couldn't hear
the words you should have whispered
you look the same to me now:
no special possessiveness permeates my vision
or blurs the pulse of confusion
I've been blitzed
sidelined by a kiss that should have been a pinnacle
instead of an obstacle
-MWE
11 November 2000
