Nothingness

Rhonda Skinner
1 min readMar 19, 2022

Rambling

Digital Collage by Author, Copyright All Rights Reserved

Nothingness
A forgotten drink
On an overstuffed chair
Room reek a pistol
Strut into oblivion
Stale cigarette
Room lite dampened
By sweat
Faulty words
Lips bleed red
Shade from the sixties
Taunts me
Rumble leads to exposed
Skin shoes lift
An awkward height
Escape the formidable
Pleasure
A time that slipped
Behind the seat
Oblivion
Lost in dust
Makeup a stunted
Trip across the world
Favor eclipsed
Broken sorrow tattoo…

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Rhonda Skinner

Poet, artist, peaceful being, shamanic healing practitioner, lover, friend Instagram deersong.medicine, email stargazers.vision@gmail.com, rhondaskinner.com