A Bowl Full of Nothing
Having dropped another stitch,
She looked up, from the tear in her shawl
and my word, did she frown ..
What we seem to have here, she said,
without a shadow of doubt, is a shed load of
lies, broken promises and vows ..
But hey, keep your chin up love and
float upon clouds ..
She seemed intent on going up and up ..
While he, my friend was clearly spinning down
head first and into an empty bowl ..
Filled to the very top, with absolutely nothing ..