Nothing

That greatness was insufficient
that love was weighty
and that nothing made real sense
Nothing, except ‘nothing’
That the nothingness of ‘nothing’
was as glaring as
hormonal tensions in a man’s phallus
That ‘nothing’ was absent and yet real
it made me want ‘nothing’
Need nothing,
I really just wanted to feel nothing
Maybe i needed to write an ode to ‘nothing’
Maybe I had a bad day

♠ Tomi.O

Advertisements

6 thoughts on “Nothing

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s