The Empty Skeleton of My Pen


The empty skeleton of my pen, broken nib
One two uncomplete words for you
My heart mixed up with blue.

A neon star on my desk,
Silent lyrics dig the night, 
The moon burned on the ring
In your shiny tropical hand.

Meaningless the word of your lips
But I am still there
My soul beneath your body
Jealous! The nightmare.

Poem, ©copyright , chitrak,2021

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