The Flying Ship

The Flying Ship

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

And Nothing



What do you drink when the water is drunk?
What do you bleed when your veins run dry?
What do you think when your mind is empty?
What do you feel when your emotion is gone?

What do you hold onto when your possessions are stolen?
Who do you cling to when your lover slips away?
Where do you go when the world is a wasteland?
When do you go if all times are spent?

What force holds you together when the universe shatters?
What air do you breath when the sky is burned?
What home do you make when there is nowhere to live?
What life do you live when your future is erased?

What measure of hope can you bring to a sunless day?
What comfort do you feel when your loneliness is your only?
What smiles can grip you when your lips rot away?
What sights can you see when all colour has faded?

The answer is nothing, and no one, none, no-when,
Nowhere and nothing, and nothing, and nothing.

And nothing.

What is the only thing you should demand of nothing?
Everything.
Make a new world.

Let there be light?



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