The Void

A – Tell me more about it.

B –

It’s the daydream of a child with no eyes

unhuman

unearthly

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

mo…tion…less.

 

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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