(11/26/1971 / New York)

The Souls Of Empty Things

I think of you
really try hard
to think of you
but you elude me
running deftly from my mind's grasp.
and I wonder why you went
leaving me here
with the souls of empty things
like pillows and silver ribbon and foreign currency.

Love, I do not know what to do
with these shells...
and you forgot to tell me
before you left.

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