The Void

A – Tell me more about it.

B –

It’s the daydream of a child with no eyes



unable to un-breathe the un-air

but… still peaceful.


Skin deep, skins freeze

there is light like cold steam

in a pond that has no bottom at all –

it dives, dives, dives



I know

the stars exist. The edge exists.

Time and length and width and depth.

But it

it also exists

and I sense there’s nothing else.


A sadness so colossal

it has no longer dimensions.


A – OK, your hour is over. Next wednesday, this time?

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