The Void

• Fly a plane, seat 

For a spark of

curiosity to burn 

Within, run over a

thunderstorm, crash 

And lose all your Oxygen. run 

Across the sea, wander the 

Depths and swim through Adventure, into 

A shark's mouth, and meet your

Role model for the first time. track around a 

forest, venture with an InsurancE, but

Still lose to kill yourself. scale a mountain, reach out 

For the stars above, melt your Wings to fall, land in the net

Of Dionysus, reliving and redead. visit a cave, dig

A hole through, crawl down deeper steeper quicker, but reenter the

cave from the other end with no ConclusioN. thread a NormaL

Walk, weave sights within reach, appreciate each of their individual

Beauty, fall asleep, never to see amazing Fantasies for a lifetime. sit at your 

home, imag(in)ing everything that has wanted to happen before, attempt

To stand up on your own, lift off into outer space, soar into Infinity, take it back, fall 

Towards water, replace it with concrete, Etch a mark unto the crust, slate twice 

Your destination. fall asleep, Intrude the bubble of self, wake up, create another layer 

Around yourself, pretend to be alive, pretend to sleep, Pretend to do anything, each one 

Processional process realer than the next. walk to your Grave, watch the hole that is your 

corpse, fall into it, resurrect yourself, feed it hole a Hope and a dream, leave it insatiated, let the Trench 

Grow to itself, abandon it, but it is never lost, for it sits within you, lost to the world, but never missing in yourself