Oct 31, 2022 18:19
Hollow
Hands search in cupboards bare
In empty bins they scrape
To feast upon the tiny bits
That dusty crumbs do make
Hollow are the empty bones
that creak upon the floor
Where dust is air to skeletons
that starve forever more
poem by me
my poems,
halloween,
poems
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Ooh, creepy!!
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Thanks, I was going for creepy and spooky! 💀
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Thanks so much! Happy Halloween to you, too!
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Thnks!
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Glad it gave you the shivers!
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Thanks so much! I'm glad that you felt the emotion from it (hollow/empty).♥
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Yay, thanks so much!
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