The Nothing

the Nothing claimed me.

lost is delusional bliss,

lost to myself.

alone i wander.

i travel in this empty husk,

recognizable but foreign of myself.

passion lost, purpose gone.

ambition:  deserted.

the Nothing too bleak.

pickled by knowledge, the brain

thinks faster. deeper. Raw

to the burn of fevered theory.

science demolished my illusions.

the Nothing faded my wings,

gobbled the imagination,

took belief as bitch, leaving

me here to act out time.

reality is a drag to the expansive mind.


{thanks to: for the image}


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