Tristan Robert Lange

Nothing

Nothing.

A word, just a word.

A meaningless word

That holds meaning.

Nothing.

Nothing particular

About that word,

Yet it’s also specific.

Nothing.

As in there’s no thing.

A binding loneliness

Manifest in that word.

Nothing.

Not a solitary thing

Can provide any hope

There’s more than...

Nothing.



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