An empty gesture
A small talk question
Head turn for answer
Fake laugh, feigned smile
With blank eyes you stare
Hollow heart of black
Devoid of sincere
A grim shell, blank, bare
7/24/13
YOU ARE READING
Until then
PoetryI live with a mathematical, logical mind, but tend to be immersed in emotion. The imbalance can both prosper and hinder me. with love, b 1987-until then...
