Nothing

Nothing  -  Pan Thistle, 2020

Nothing is bigger than nothing but nothing
Nothing is deeper than nothing but nothing
Nothing is darker than nothing but nothing
Nothing is stronger than nothing, just nothing

So don't disturb my circles
Random clocks, bio-synthetic clones
you can't touch my code
Don't disturb my circles
Confidence plots cooked up in private clubs
you're a calabash gourd
Don't disturb my circles
Bleepy clods, clinging to virtual trash
what a waste of space
Don't disturb my circles
Sombre masks are just flaky paint
in the real world
Nothing at all

Nothing is bigger than nothing but nothing
Nothing is deeper than nothing, just nothing

Sliding down a neon tube
Life flashed before my eyes
Enigma smile
A tiny shell to port my soul
much like the simple desk where I write these words
I call it home, a comforting thought

Just the one time, yeah!!!

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