LoopA Poem by Rachel Landes
Sweet nothingness
Nothing less Than nothing Sweep past And empty with your eyes As they touch upon Nothing What do I want Nothing Who am I Nothing Everything is nothing And so nothing is everything So who am I Everything And so I want Everything Stay still And fill me without looking at me Do not touch Everything As everything Is nothing less Than nothing Balanced Beauty Is the new thing Is the new Higher order For this thought disorder
© 2014 Rachel LandesAuthor's Note
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