@Chamomile 15 September 2020 more from that month

Empty Space

Your absence in any corner of the chamber. Not in a high- ceilinged corridor or in a window of basement of a castle. Missing you like a prisoner behind dungeon bars. Your voices as catawampus boulder fixation in every single thing I do. Hampering a missing piece in a sunset casting a golden orange glow. Deafening finger guns of your name where silence swaddled in tones of beige. Paralysis in a cheap hollow reflection while bursting into flames. Won’t unlock slummed door of regret as I left foot prints. Drinking spirits of blurry memory in fermented fruits. Overthinking malignant in a void of your almost. Evergreen branching shrub of ego swallowed me. Alone in futile mind of Aconite. **Thirst of reverie of affection in a stranger’s bed.** **But only you could fill this empty space.**