An Empty Poem

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Not Tao, modified 8 Years ago at 2/23/15 8:04 PM
Created 8 Years ago at 2/23/15 8:01 PM

An Empty Poem

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There is no meaning.
That’s what I tell myself.
Then I find meaning,
And wonder what it means.

When I let go of purpose,
All that’s left is meaning.

This meaning is not logical.
It has no objective.
It’s just there.
Meaning nothing.

Aimless.
Effortless.
I am the meaning for myself.
But I am also nothing.
It makes perfect sense.
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katy steger,thru11615 with thanks, modified 8 Years ago at 2/25/15 9:38 PM
Created 8 Years ago at 2/25/15 9:38 PM

RE: An Empty Poem

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Nails grow,
Skin to dust,
Tongue, drum, eye
Come-go,
Again, again
Who is this lingering?
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katy steger,thru11615 with thanks, modified 8 Years ago at 2/25/15 9:53 PM
Created 8 Years ago at 2/25/15 9:53 PM

RE: An Empty Poem

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Old fly strip
rotating softly in air;
Mind
the fly
would stay
stuck 
there
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Matt, modified 8 Years ago at 2/26/15 12:21 AM
Created 8 Years ago at 2/26/15 12:21 AM

RE: An Empty Poem

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Concentration floats
Energy raises the tide
Pop goes the weasle
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