singular,
reverberating off itself
and all the empty words
full of hollow meanings
uttered to make the void feel voidless
and all it ever does
is show a lack of walls
nothing to hold on to
in a substance lacking story
made of our choices
full of plot holes and inconsistencies
with the only truth formed by this
bizarre form of echo location
giving us a second sonic sight
that tells us we are nothing but
alone