On Paper
2 voices.
1 reality.
We are nothing as much as we could never be.
We could never be anything more than nothing.
Except on paper...
We are nothing to no one and it never ends, until the thin tree bark starts.
Just then we can suddenly chart the infinite abyss of the mind or tame the wildest of flaws.
Even if just for the time being.
This is the one reality to how I perceive it.
Unfortunately the world thinks otherwise,
So i guess I'm cool with never doing nothing until society comes around.
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loved it, thanks for posting
loved it, thanks for posting such a great poem