Empty I

T am empty
as a tall clear glass
with nothing in it.

When  you  look at me
I feel
Nothing, have

Nothing  left to give.
I gave it all away
Years ago, offloaded  -

The  load of love
I had
And  now I have

As  much space in me
As  a wastepaperbasket.
If I scratch around

I can find a few
Scrunched  papers
Thrown   away

But  no love
No  residue of love
No  love at all.
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