Nothingness
It's hard to zero in on nothingness;
That word, spun by my thoughts, does not compute.
Was born to see and feel a 'somethingness';
My senses all are mired within that root-
And empty, zero, naught- are not acute.
For nothingness, I think of cosmic space
Beyond known stars and planets- what I'd face!
So difficult to think about a void
Without some sides or borders that embrace.
The more I think- the more thoughts get destroyed!
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