Void

 Life opens in front of me like a void with no singularity point. This is day one of eternity, how will it unfold?

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  Stuck between inside & outthere is no time of dayI walk behind your beforelisten to the tinkling of the bells. The Angel of the Moonwatches you sleepperfection is a wordminted for you. Stranger’s jostleno attention to detail:your detail is diminishedthere is no up or down I’ve turned from loveinto the deep unknown echoof you. 

Poetry