31-Day Poem: Day Twenty-Nine

Those Consumed by Inadvertent Nothing

They all seem to see it,
they all seem to see.
Is solitary confinement
what it means to be free?

Madness and emptiness
in rival existence.
A hushing of it all
at sanity’s insistence.

Will no one solve the mystery
of how to fancy
someone who doesn’t feel love?

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