If you hit me,
I’d probably make
The same sound
As one of those
Big oil drums
When they are empty.
Like a sky
Without clouds.
Or a glass
Without water.
A bottle
Without whiskey.
Empty.
I feel
Empty.
I am an udder
Without milk.
A gun
With no bullets.
I am
Empty.
Like the inside of
A guitar.
Or a
Cello.
I am
Empty.
Empty
As a
Theater
After the show.
Empty.