SO      
        MUCH
time                            
just sitting       and
                         waiting
Yet the world turns
                               ignoring the stillness
               spinning so fast
                      no one feels it
no one feels anything
anymore

SO MUCH
                                                            ­                     emptiness
A lack of expression
small windows in a large room
Wistful echoes of darkness                        
a poetry                        
without any meaning

                             SO
                     MUCH
                of nothing
                        yet always busy with
EVERYTHING
pushing, shoving
and it all just              
collapses          
when inspected closely
all those dreams
                                             deflate
                   as though they were unimportant
           as if they were never precious
buried by the emptiness
drowned by time      
in hyperdrive

SO
MUCH
sadness
trapped souls in a trapped world                                          
ensnared in a life not worth living                                                      
just a whole lot of nothing                          
no art                                            
no beauty                    
no time
to find it