Half Full

Loneliness is a worlds’ burden
An outstretched hand that remains empty
A hand-that knows not its gifts.
A single song can reduce me
To a pool of tears, take me elsewhere;
Just as a single song can keep me buoyant
in a salty pool of my creation.
I can be trapped in the net
Of lifes lackluster clutches
Or steady my gaze to focus
On its many holes
In which through I can see a whole world,
mine for the taking

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