No.thing. Nothing. Done Fallen away One more time Of numerous times Been there Far too often A crack A crash Gone Over the cliff To nothing A blank A void to fill with stuff What stuff There is no stuff A void to fill with some.thing. Any.thing. No.thing. Not even nothing Back to the start The onset Creation Flail at the nothing A bug in empty space On its back legs akimbo Sticky but not sticking Treading but no tread Be still just be quiet Soon the no.thing disappears Dissolves to nothing ©Karen Casady 2019
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