Looking for

An empty being strives to feed of my power.

It strives to create an illusion that it can pull all the strings, including mine.

A fascinating show for kindred empty beings, disconnected from their void that holds power.

I shift my focus –

I look for wounds,
I look for scars.

The power you are using –
in it, I have no interest

I look for your weakness

I look for the soft side where I can rest,
I look for tears in the tissue,
discomfort you’re still waiting to digest

I look for your turbulent stillness,
where your cure meets your illness
to experience poison that will bring you healing

I jump into your void
to see what kind of power you hold