IT IS NOTHING

It is nothing my love
to lose everything in a second.
Dignity is nothing
if not accompanied by calm.
Neither is the body anything
spinning so often upon itself.
It is nothing that with disdain
they feel you just as you are.
That they lie to you from desire.
That they hate you from love
dragging you through mud.
No one will save you from the fire
after giving your all.
Nearly nothing you love
without an answer.
Nothing you don’t know
impatient as before.
Like those who cannot
be other. Free because of what you are.
With what you have a little.
Nothing without a body
that has a soul.

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