I am empty

I am empty
I am a glass bottle
You can see right through me

Pour liquid into me
If you talk to me you can receive a reiterated statement
An echo
And if that satisfies
maybe I will soon disappear

Into the wall

Into space
Into an echo
Of someone who was once real…


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