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Slap twilight
In its mask
Make it beg
To be seen at last
Collapse eyelids
Til they ask
To be fed
Beyond their cast
When hunting/
The Nothing/
Wait in silence/
To pounce/
Awareness/
Without words/
Without ideas/
Or an ounce/
As I realize/
This weight/
Isn’t mine to carry/
I merge into/
The weightless void/
Dematerializing/
Fate/
From timeless worry/
I forge anew/
With patient joy/
Until the end of oblivion
Circling round this stone
Darkness dressed in obsidian
Obsequious to its omen
A blowhard of the silence
The void, staring contest wins
A Boulevard of violence
The mind, caring honest fits
We Distilled infinity
Down into this moment
We instilled asymmetry
So we couldn’t get out
We revered scarcity
Frowned upon the open
We severed clarity
So we wouldn’t know how
Until the end of oblivion
Circling round this stone
Barking at the monuments
Monocularly monotone
Way down in the deep
Where ears never traveled
So sound never seeped
Where thought thinks itself
And Nothing is new
Nothing being the thing
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