unsurety.

Do you think I could be silent for a while

Exist in the non-existence

That unsurety

Which the world castigates as

Unprofitable,

Unremarkable,

Unknown.

Well, why can’t I get lost in the nothingness,

Subdue the essence of me

Until it’s hidden in other things,

Other people,

Other interests,

Other personality traits.

Until I’m fracturing off,

Invisible,

Facing off the non-existent

Windshield wash

Translucent spot

Where I used to be.

10/24/16

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Author: gerbilette

Write, edit, be. Write, love, poetry.

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