I feel honored
to be in the presence
of your absence,
your absolute, total state
of empty space,
a hole within a hole,
within a hole,
ad infinitum.

Tell me, Nothingness…
may I call you Nothing for short?
how does it feel not to be,
not to exist?
does it get lonely
where you aren’t?

I must go now, Nothing –
if I see Something,
I’ll tell him I didn’t see anything.

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