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Empty
by Anita Mac I am not my own
Worst Enemy,
I'm just the only one who understands me
at all.
in any way
on any day
And that too lacks a Comforting quality
since I only understand myself-- not at all.
Rather, just enough to Know I don't
Know anything
And I'm scared of everything.
But I know that no Celebrity is more Amazing than me,
which you would think would have that Comforting quality that
is lacking, lacking, lacking,
But even that leaves me
Empty.
Which I am. Empty, Cold, and Alone.
Unimportant to anything/everything,
Myself included.
I am (The)
Nothing(ness)
12/06/2001 Posted on 12/06/2001
Copyright © 2024 Anita Mac
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Uriel Tovar on 04/16/05 at 09:58 PM what does the form bring to the poem? is it really necessary? |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 12/16/07 at 08:06 PM Early stuff - maybe the genesis of poetic substance, but still Dramatic. The formatting (comment above) - is it necessary? I doubt it's arbitrary, and I guess there is a purpose...for me it would reflect hopeless emotional instability [overall], like I'd permanently lost, or at least mislaid, It at that pointlessness in time.
Anyway, for whatever reason, I feel an affinity with your typespace and its essence.
And finally (no - really...) this is my first encounter with the 'em'/'en' whitespace entities - that's what I consider 'attention to detail', so, yes, there's a reason...:) |
| Posted by Laura Doom on 09/01/12 at 10:58 AM ...interrogating myself as to why I'm drawn to/on this piece of your artistic repertoire; perhaps my cycle is mired in unchained melodics. pathetic and I appear to be embroiled in communication breakup, so I'm leaving this account of my whereverabouts should you wish to indulge in a future writeover: lauradoom@pathetic.org --
and researching the cosmetic remedy for turning blue gracefully (o) |
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