Short Chasmed Poems

There is that momentary pause
 a second or two locked in hidden space,
 darkness, calling out from somewhere
 lapses of the uninhabitable reality
 in the in-betweens;
we cannot help but enter in
 escaping what lay behind
 what waits ahead
 all that haunts the now
 the blank void that is nullified;
the quiet stillness
 of emptiness here, 
 the chasmed abyss of nothing
 the journey into lost time
 over there, beyond.




for Unseeking Seeker's contest on the Void
8/7/21...

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