Exposing both my heart and inadequacy.
I stumbled again,
With my broken pen-
At the death of my old sarcastic friend.
Seeking comfort I sought out Aristotle,
Filled my glass from an empty bottle.
Not that I don’t love wisdom’s philosophy,
It’s just this damn silence screaming at me!
Written after the loss of a loved friend, 1.26.2015
© Under pen name Olivia Lee, 2015