September 25, 2008

The Nothing

The Blackness

No longer harsh

But soothing now

A blanket of nothingness

Let it cover me, fill me

See nothing, hear nothing

A warm nothing

Like a womb

Extinguish all colors

Slipping into quietus

Within the womb

Float in the black abyss

Millennia within a second

A moment within infinity

The blackness

Pressing against my eyes

Sliding down my throat

All visions and sounds

Vanishing, hushing

Into the abyss

Good, good, let it

Fill me, cradle me

And then, nothing


Poli Blintsovskaya

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