I am a machine, replaying in French an
expression of English synonyms so bare
of feeling my mind empties, spirit dissolves,
soul absconds; my chair contains an empty
shell of dark despair
I hope my spirit returns, soul again whole
after retrieving scattered fragments from
ends of the earth, I am so lonely without
feelings - utter loneliness remains the only sensation,
a curtailed sensory event, an
appearance without emotional investment
abandoned at the outer layer of life, no access
to warmth of feeling and meaning inside
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