2006-03-30 - 3:43 p.m.
i don't want to lose it,
this entity i call self.
And so, i will write-
write about nothing
Nothing.
i am nothing.
But, i don't want to lose myself
despite knowing that i am nothing.
Embracing it, i admit my insignificance.
i am a grain of sand at the bottom of the sea.
For years i sit alone, unnoticed,
surrounded by my fellow bits of nothing-
the foundation of a seabed;
Nothing.
Many bits of nothing,
forming one cohesive whole,
but a whole in name alone.
We are one sea bed because we are there,
formed by association.
There is no unity.
And yet,
i'm strangely attached to it;
this art of being nothing-
the struggle to be myself.
