My Poems Are Nothing Poem by Shalom Freedman
My Poems Are Nothing
My poems are nothing
And my writing is nothing
And I am nothing
And nothing is nothing
And nothing nothing nothing
Is more nothing
And all the nothing and the nothingness and the nothings
Are also nothing
Nothing nothing nothing
All the way down
And perhaps
All the way up also.
It is Nothings like this, that make us think. And that's already something, There has to be more, Still looking for that Door!
We are bloated cells floating in space. You are so correct. We come from nothingness then return. The fallacy of all minds and religions is to not understand what you have finally come to realise. Bravo for this recognition.10
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4/25/2024 11:46:44 AM # 1.0.0.1119
Recognizing this is very brave But most of us, Do not want to admit, The finality of the grave.