Empty

Empty the casket

Fill the tank with gasoline

Empty promises

With no more agreements

Children are out of the house now

I am left with an empty nest

Went around back

Emptied the trash

My stomach growls to be fed

It is empty

A dead man said

I came home late

To an empty house

With an empty bag

And found on my porch

An empty box

To place on my empty bed

© 2026 David Greg Harth

26.01.28.13.06.20@345ParkNYC

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