I tend to tears

I tend to tears

that cannot be touched,

that cannot be seen

this intangible vacuity

has mass and velocity

but no specific direction

seemingly hyper-bouncing,

feeling each impact’s effect

as the ripples circle outward

hearing the echo of a cry

while the source is long gone,

a flight of sorrow in the void

tears

endlessly falling

(A Tear In The Fabric Of Space by Clirkus on deviantart.com)