in the beginning

 

there are no details

what was

was vast   was black

 

not the black of night   

rather

the black of the infinite

 

without boundary   

without

dimension   direction   time

 

without hold or purchase

beyond all else

it was empty   pure nothingness

 

~

 

nothing approaches the terror 

when   in dream 

i fall into   return to   the void

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2021-09-04 at 02:37

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
Meta, I decided to revise the conceit a bit, in fact a lot. The ending bothered me from the beginning. It took a while to figure it out.
2021-09-08


MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
You start the poem with a pre-big-bang like emptiness and end it with a somewhat grotesque image of returning into the womb -- very captivating throughout!

Look forward to reading more of your works. Missed PoetBay so much, but glad to be back!
2021-09-04