Empty Space - Exploring Brokenness: Poetry on Pain, Anger, and Human Flaws

Empty Space

Each key means something,
I try to make sense of it all,
Tapping randomly with
Little purpose beyond
Filling empty space.
It would be nice if at least
Part of it were meaningful,
But I know it’s not,
Nor do I expect it to be,
Unless something changes.

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Poetry by Guy Farmer