Nothing Flatlines Because it’s no more Than nothing. Life ceases to roll To wrap around anything You tinker and you toy Playing with So much more Than What it is.
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Nothing Part 2 – November 3, 2019
Sketch by my mother’s mother It could mean everything, It could mean the most important thing. How Then Is it Nothing?
Nothing Part 3, 4, 5 – November 3, 2019
Your nothing Is different Than my nothing. If nothing Is just nothing Then it’s all the same, But it’s not Just listen. ~~~ It is everything Unwrapped Scattered all over Our minds Can’t make sense of Nothing So It turns us Numb. Not dealt with, Null and Void. ~~~ We fight against nothing. How can … Continue reading Nothing Part 3, 4, 5 – November 3, 2019
Nothing Part 4 & 5 – November 3, 2019
It is everything Unwrapped Scattered all over Our minds Can’t make sense of Nothing So It turns us Numb. Not dealt with, Null and Void. We fight against nothing. How can that be nothing, It has to be something, right?
Nothing Part 5 – November 3, 2019
We fight against nothing. How can that be nothing, It has to be something, right?
Tune In – November 6, 2019
She’s an illusive creature I cannot touch I see her in flashes Smiling at me Or somebody Frozen Etched into My bark forever Cut into the shape of her liking My mind Never made up Because she’s always tapping Begging the question In the background Playing On a fuzzy screen Move the antenna So I … Continue reading Tune In – November 6, 2019
Night Terror – November 5, 2019
A staunch feeling Trickles Into the open air That surrounds me The constant buzz Singing to me Late into the night The Free flow Of thought That passes Through Sits me up straight And rigid Teller of stories Until I break Sinking back in To the loneliness Of the open air That surrounds me.
