Winter in a Drafty House

by Scott Slemmons

In the end

all I could do was lie in the dark

& wish I had tears left

but I've wept them all away

I've wept them for love

for anger

for sorrow

I've wept them for hunger

& want

& for pain

I've cried like a lonely infant

like a lost & frightened child

like a wronged & helpless puppy

Now I have no more tears left

None for this life

None for this world

None for myself

I have no more tears left

& I want them so badly

© 1999 by Scott Slemmons

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