Nothingness

Wreckage along the cliff

Where all is said to play

Wreathes of pie

To draw people in the naked eye

To wither up to the closeness

Of the other side

Of the mind playing fiction with you

To draw attack ships on the way home

In the darkness to play wild games

With the Holden of the cards

To play the right hand

May make you a glorious treat

To all those people around you

And spare the light from a numbness

That someone feels to be trying to wedge

A calling of the day to brace yourself

And track it down to be wacky up in the sky

To send all this trash to space reeling up

To send more or less on the taste of lollipops

On your lips and make the best of a situation

To resolve yourself to be blank and solve the

Riddle that plays in your head

From time to time as the reckoning of the day

Tries to break you but you withstand

And make the day your bitch

You lay her out and make the day the greatest

Day you have ever had. Nothingness

Jess Thank you for going along for the ride with me.