empty

Empty


I am always emptying something -
compost buckets, watering cans, coffee grounds,
refrigerator fruit drawer.

I empty things and they refill as if by magic.

The sink fills with dishes waiting for the dishwasher
to be emptied, dishes stacked in a cupboard
soon to be dirtied again.

Sometimes I sit and stare

at unopened work emails with a subject line
URGENT!!!!!

paralyzed, lacking will to finish one cycle and begin
a new one, opening up space
for another to enter
the emptiness

Emptiness that pulls at me
with primordial longing
as if it has existed forever
for just a moment or two.

Note: First I was thinking about an "empty mind" - wondering if you could take a picture of an empty mind, what would it look like? It was too esoteric. Then this came.

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