emptiness travel at the speed of light

do not
mistake emptiness for loneliness
the analogy is akin to the comparison
between hunger and appetite
i chose the easy way out
of this city, no more memories
of this numbness, chain-mailed into the deepest
repository of my existence

from singapore to taipei, does time bend over
distance to give us fate's kaleidoscopic reflection
in this neon eruption of lightness
something must have been displaced
by this emptiness, traveling the other direction

those lovers who passed away
way back then, they crawled into this void
in my dreams all their faces were identical
their voices dissolved into a cacophony
of a singular question:
"why did you send them away
in their shriveled husk; didn't you feel
their glow, even though we're all deceased
in your eyes?"

something must give

i do not know what to make out
of this emptiness, the veridical reflection
in the mirror or the distorted body on the hotel bed
lying like an abstract art piece
the glorious sketches of all those ex-lovers

emptiness travel at the light of speed
so what about darkness?

i close my eyes.