Meditation on Meaninglessness
In shadow's tomb—
A dim, aimless flicker...
Void's grip, timeless, claims all.
Fantomsound: life's song, a cognition in the null.
Rain, pain—
Stardust, dust, flesh, patternless on oblivions loom.
Decay's dance a molderwaltz,
Fingers grasp at phantoms, no hope,
Peace in the abyss's open arms. Not…
Unveiled—darkness, despair's shroud, enigma's veil.
Hearts, no soul, toll; unpaid.
Dreams surrendered.
Woe's tale on wastesphere's icy breath.
Void's sigh,
Sun bleeds on the endless fight.
Souls adrift, yearning, churning, burning,
Accept, the void's silent, starlit song mute.
From nothing, is nothing, in nothing, to nothing, for nothing
Fade to black...
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Daniel Henry Rodgers
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