Hollow

Done doesn’t feel 
like this this
feels like I’m
the hollow of 
some great oak
tree a hollow 
so dark so 
deep and so 
damp that it
wards off even
the most desperate 
looking for shelter 
one big hole 
in one bigger 
tree the hollow 
being once where 
the heart was
I’m not sure 
if anything ever 
was here that 
perhaps the tree
grew up around 
it rather than 
filling it in 
letting it be 
obvious to others 
yet welcoming none