To
Have Nothing (A 4:30AM Poem)
By:
Justine Frankel
To have no body,
To have no arms, hands,
fingers.
To have no legs, feet, toes.
To have no emotions,
To have no happy, content,
joy.
To have no sad, angry,
furious.
To have no feel,
To have no pleasure, touch,
soft.
To have no pain, burn, hard.
To have no smell,
To have no scent, perfume,
fragrance.
To have no odour, whiff,
stench.
To have no sight,
To have no observe, view,
apperance.
To have no monstrosity,
mess, slob.
To have no taste,
To have no sweet, savor,
appetite.
To have no bitter, sour,
salty.
To have no hear,
To have no listen, sound,
attention.
To have no auditory,
evesdrop, overhear.
To have no brain,
To have no thought,
intelligence, ideas.
To have no stupidity,
mentality, talent.
To have no soul,
To have no love, character,
sprit.
To have no hate,
personality, desire.
To have no life,
To have nothing,
To be nothing.
Without you I feel,
This pain becoming real.
And without your touch,
Nothing becomes too much.
This pain becoming real.
And without your touch,
Nothing becomes too much.
