Nothing has changed…
Still I wake coldly alone
Visit friends on my own
Sign cards from me only
Nothing has changed…
Still I cook for one
Share my space with no other
Discuss my bad day with thin air
Nothing has changed…
So why has everything changed?
Why is everything empty?
My phone newly redundant?
Why is my day so thin?
My world so bare?
My life so diminished?
The man who wasn’t there…
Image: Vanishing Point by United Visual Artists
https://uva.co.uk/work/vanishing-point
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