He and art
They seam the vacant spaces in between-
my hollow chest.
Without he,
this beautiful broken grammar
Leaves a broken heart
Because where is heart without he?
Likewise, if it were only he,
would be an empty void within
Unbridled by music and passion;
Words and obsession-
The true meaning of living.
But now the question is,
When am I going to get he?
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