born again- breathing, yelling
screaming at the top of my
lungs for someone to help me
steaming, warming up to the
world. seaming. sewing. seeming
senseless as i soundlessly
sort out solemnly incomprehensible
incompetencies of the day-to-day
doubt doled out on the daily
show of Empirical Tyranny- assimilation
attempts are antiquated as i illuminate
Nothing. you open your eyes to
see and see something else- even, engulfing,
elevating, elemental, elastic & all-encompassing-
a stream-
running rampant- silently- all around
and through all that is. surging- an
electrically eclectic current- elegant,
available everywhere sourcing simple
empathy expecting Nothing- it's all i
want. willingly wasted wit, 'time' & rhyme
Dismantling, Doctoring, disseminating- a
double agent- duly writhing, writing as
i go... getting.. closer. letter by letter
letting loose a lethal dose of being.
recognizing (at times bereaving) this
chemical dependence i have on your
existence- mindless as i miserably,
mother-less-ly endure Nothing-
only to explain it away. a way to you...
Nothing is only One Thing- EverytHING.
I need Nothing.

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