The empty chair - 'I hear your voice in all the sounds of the world.' ~ Paul Eluard.

Staring at

The fluffy air

The Mute

The empty seat

Empty sea

Of ghostly absence

The almighty

Powerful loss

Clear

In movements and sounds

Yet

Words

Wrapped up

In the halo vision

The dream

Of no division

Considering the whole

As a hole

Missing a kiss

A bliss

An abyss

Forgetting

Lost

In imagination

Walking walking walking

With breast bursting out

with burning, bright breath

Searching

Although knowing
The evidence

Of an absence

Illusion

The Houdini trick

The track of the mind

The dream

The hope

The desire

There

The hole in the cinema screen

The bench

Deserted

The multiplied empty seats

Over the lonely minds

The amputated tables

Static and shiny flatware

Perfectly untouched

Unhandled

Wine 

Superbly un-poured

Un-drunk

The un-beingness of things

Filling the whole place

Not a nobler feeling yet

Than this happiness

And despair

In its unexplainable

Nakedness

The acceptance

Of an absence

Until

Nausea