Fallacy

and then there was nothing …


a distant echo of vacant abnegation

of purpose meaning delusion 

yet a sense of unease flooded 

nonchalant meditation

a void with no abyss 

refused to make way to Nirvana


sandalwood marched like an Army of thoughts

burnt the loin cloth uncovered nudity beyond

imagination when the deluge breathed in flickers

blistered Nirvana scorched emotions and reason


as the heroine neared the apocalypse

her skin glowed in the dark

the sparkle set the fig tree on fire

infused the begging bowl with fragrance 

of attention to the Here and Now


engulfed by her own flames

she flashed smouldered remains

revoked her precocious funeral pyre

tied frivolous misconceptions to the stake


if I really wanted to be nothing

I would hide in my womb …


21st April 2021
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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