"What are you afraid of?"
nothing
The nothing that left, but never said why
So that when you lay on the tiles,
it feels like a whole breath escaped you.
I feel it when I reach into my right pocket
and fail to hear the sound of keys.
Yet those problems have solutions, and I
am left with nothing I can do.
Heights - a worthy foe, a common problem
Keep your shoes at sea level.
You cannot flee from nothing
Nothing is terminal: the outline of its shadow.
Serpents and spiders may sink their fangs,
but there is no antidote which lets you do,
when all you can do, is nothing.
Feb 23, 2014
Feb 23, 2014 at 11:45 PM UTC
"What are you afraid of?"
nothing
The nothing that left, but never said why
So that when you lay on the tiles,
it feels like a whole breath escaped you.
I feel it when I reach into my right pocket
and fail to hear the sound of keys.
Yet those problems have solutions, and I
am left with nothing I can do.
Heights - a worthy foe, a common problem
Keep your shoes at sea level.
You cannot flee from nothing
Nothing is terminal: the outline of its shadow.
Serpents and spiders may sink their fangs,
but there is no antidote which lets you do,
when all you can do, is nothing.
