There’s nothing left
this empty heart with nothing left to
make a start
with and nothing left
over. Nothing left for 
high hopes or tall orders
which fall on deaf
ears. Down I go 
down inside this empty chest
on minimal power no energy for 
the rest of rebuilding
rekindling and renewing
an old life which definitely
A hardened shell, a husk
but not empty
a hard shell around something
unformed and uninforming
tiny and unassuming
I’m musing
what may grow from this 
bundle of opportunity and desire
I want to go higher than
ever I’ve done before
not in the way that I’ve
ever done