Emptiness

All that's dark had entered 

my soul when 

I was born

you traced a charcoal heart

And then smoke trails 

of lives were burnt

in whimsical bonfires 

of some god's 

goddamned game; 

I held your hand 

all through my dreams

Far away meles, 

market places of wishes

Sailboats in windless 

Empty space

And woke up 

To an emptiness 

Your size