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Thursday, July 16, 2020

void vs. abyss

The abyss is not the void. The void
has nothing in. An emptiness
without an edge or end to it.
A weightless waste of sentiment.
No air to breathe, no peace to fit.
Say, have you been? How did it go? And
how did you come out again? At that, how
did you first get in? The void's mysterious,
my
friend.
One vast
unsounded no.
All yesses vanish
without consequence.
All nothingness, no room
for doubt.

Abyss

- say, have you been? Is full
of solid dark and moving glow
of colored light without
a source. You feel your weight
but have no course, since nothing
pulls. You strive in thought
unclear - no force. And things
unseen emerge uncalled, and can't
be sensed at all, at all

- but you
can feel them
when you look.

You don't have to,
though. No call,
and there's the hook.

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