Apathy

I have but apathy to loan
Where once a heart of gold
Now all but shades of stone

The clouds a frown
The dirt my home

I am but a shadow more
The frost withered on the grass
A sound upon shattered glass
A wall without a door

© Delia Ross. 2018

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