He’s a hollow man
stuffed barren
upstairs from his neighbor, Melancholy
and a mile away from his cousin, Gratification
He’s a hollow man
he feels for nothing
because nothing.
He’s a hollow man.
He’s a god of a man.
He’s a saint of a man.
He’s a hero of a man.
He’s a villain of a man.
He’s a wretch of a man.
He’s a fiend of a man.
He’s just a man.
© Priya Atiyolil 2021
