Empty Air

We both reached out to empty air,

hoping someone will pick us up,

and set us right.

I am a hole in your mind,

a witness to your misery,

a reminder of your loneliness.

Look me in the eyes,

tell me I can live on.

“So, if you can escape these lands of darkness

and see the lovely stars on your return,

when you repeat with pleasure, “I was there”,

be sure that you remember us to men.”

— Dante Alighieri, “The Divine Comedy”