Beyond Empty

There is emptiness in longing too,
It’s evident to see.
Like the blue-red flame
that seeks mass
But will never be.
Or the room under the stairs
Too deep for the light to seek.
The tree too far afield
To ever spread its seed.
There is emptiness in longing too.
But I’ve moved beyond empty.

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