What do I know?
Nothing at all.
Nothing at all,
nothing at all
in this mind.

What to I see?
Empty stairs,
Empty stares.
Staring empty
into the abyss.

What do I hear?
The faint sound of wind.
The sound of wind,
wind blowing in a brain.

Plenty of space.
Too much space.
space everywhere
but nothing to fill.

 

4/4/2023