where did we go,
were we ever here?
or was it all a dream

Mere seconds pass without purpose
Left scraping at the edge of our universe
Motionless, yet motion is all it has ever known
Stuck caged in pitiful ambiguity
Its destruction harbors our freedom
For we’ve been rejected within humanities prison of knowledge
Unfathomable existences disregarded, and mistreated by this higher jurisdiction
Natural or unnatural I wish only death upon this power that is held so mightily
As if it were human suffering would fill every inch of its soul

Blank eyes stare into the white page.
Eyes deliberately moving line to line.
Examining each crease and imperfection.
Feeling the thinness, the roughness.
Cicadas chip in a predictable cadence.
Sunlight ceases to show its love.
Blank eyes stare into the white page.
Waiting for something to exist.