Empty Spaces
Love has gone as water goes, lisping over gravel,—
Oh, I knew that he was false, with eyes that shifted so—
All that's free is out of me, I have no wish to travel;
How can I remain here?—and I don't know where to go.
What are time and space to me, mass or gravitation;
My days are all a crumbling smoke, I neither think nor feel.
Neighbors knock and cousins mock, but life has lost relation—
Here or there or anywhere, the world's no longer real.
Warped all out of shape I am, burned away completely.
Weeds are in the lettuce-beds; I cannot mend or bake …
But it's an art to have a heart that breaks so well and neatly,
And ah, it's good to have a mind that laughs and lets it break.
Oh, I knew that he was false, with eyes that shifted so—
All that's free is out of me, I have no wish to travel;
How can I remain here?—and I don't know where to go.
What are time and space to me, mass or gravitation;
My days are all a crumbling smoke, I neither think nor feel.
Neighbors knock and cousins mock, but life has lost relation—
Here or there or anywhere, the world's no longer real.
Warped all out of shape I am, burned away completely.
Weeds are in the lettuce-beds; I cannot mend or bake …
But it's an art to have a heart that breaks so well and neatly,
And ah, it's good to have a mind that laughs and lets it break.
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