II-I

The weekend holds promises
of friends and fires,
marshmallows and magic.

Where gravity
turns to levity
of the heart and mind

I-I.

I dusted off the jar
that holds a universe

and popped its
vacuum seal.

Reading of Fey and Wood,
I wished stars into being

and dropped them
into that Ocean of Dreams.

I.

I feel strange today...

There's a hollowness somewhere.
Not empty. Empty implies something was there.

This. This is hollow. Vacant.

A needful space.

I can't tell precisely where it lies.

It's heavy. And makes my heart irregular.

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I don't know if it's inside me
Or around me.