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Nothing

Nothing is more important than feeling nothing,
Without the use of nothing of all,
To sit and think of nothing,
And wake when you hear a voice call,
 
I want to wake and feel nothing,
And eat breakfast with breakfast alone,
And look and see beauty in something,
And feel nothing for beauty at all,
 
Captivated by what is beautiful,
Killed by that site alone,
Longing for a fleeting moment,
That’s not worth the expectation alone,
 
And sometimes the expectation is better,
Than the reality that follows its call,
And when we find the reality,
We are not ready for the fall,
 
Shelter me not from expectation,
For that is my dream after all,
Shelter me from the reality,
From what I want, from the fall,
 
And as children its O so blissful,
A life imagined on a crisp morn,
A life awaiting its promise,
Of movie and music and porn,
 
Deeper than the depths of social,
Deeper than any accepted norm,
Human only in our given body,
Our dreams do not take that form,
 
Yet, I don’t long to be another,
I’m blessed to be given what I have,
If there is a place, I can go there,
Even older than my growing despair.

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