everything, something, and nothing

each chance encounter

every stolen glance

every face in the crowd

every cup of coffee

every cigarette

and the pot

of gold at the end

of a rainbow

you can't see

(please, stay golden)

each passing thought

every bleak memory

every uncomfortable silence

any moment of 

confusion 

is

paralyzing;

(but so is clarity)

then you realize:

every 

person 

you've 

ever 

seen or 

heard or 

touched

is either

everything

something

or 

nothing

in the grand existence

of our ephemeral time.

Some of 

my Everythings

turned into my Nothings

(it isn't a tragedy)

the nothings are easy;

they no longer hurt.

(be weary of the everythings)

and the Somethings?

some

things

make

me

rigid

and 

crazy

some 

things

make me 

talk

too 

much

some

things

make

me

feel

relief

and 

terror

at the same time,

you'll find

that when

the Somethings

become Everythings,

you have 

encountered

someone 

fortunate

and 

dangerous

at the same time,

i think

the most

tragic thing

in this world

is

when

something

has the 

tenuous potential

to go either way

but 

it just

stays

still.

"why 

do I need 

to pick 

one?"

Something will ask.

"why can't I

 stay

right here?"

between everything and nothing

with my thumb up my a*s

unable to 

make the call.

(Seriously, 

make

that

call.)

Reviews

[wordman]

sounds like sound advise to me,great job,great presentation