Gelatin

Gelatin

A Poem by Emmy J.M. Powell

I cannot get rid of
this empty feeling

it's as if I took
a tablespoon in my hand
and hollowed myself out
like a past-ripe cantaloupe 

Time is like off-brand gelatin
and I gobble it up

© 2019 Emmy J.M. Powell


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Perfectly capturing the feeling of emptiness. The hollow ache that something is amiss, but what? This has a really nice feel to it, the words used and the way it almost demands the reader to read it slowly and in hushed tones. Thank you for sharing.

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Added on October 14, 2015
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Emmy J.M. Powell
Emmy J.M. Powell

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