in the lull of this barren moment <br />a strangling feeling creeps in <br />i struggle to keep my composure <br /> <br />it arises waiting to overpower me <br />tear down that V-A-C-A-N-C-Y sign <br />and 'fill my emptiness' is my plea <br /> <br />i folded together a paper plane <br />to relieve me of being lonesome <br />it's flight brings me soaring free <br /> <br />while the wait for your return <br />is a task supremely daunting <br />it's left me to extreme exposure <br /> <br />so i pick up my chin to say <br />meet me yonder in turquoise dreams <br />your absence withold from 'We' <br /> <br /> <br />`<br /><br />Frederick Kesner<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/second/
