Understanding Nothing

Understanding Nothing
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Where has my mind gone?
away to the year I cannot mention
things used to seem so clear
now they are yet far towards
god knows or probably not

I don’t always understand
how I can’t stand out there
leaning constantly aside
this unreasonable scatterbrained stupidity

Can I come back now?
Why I could Choose either
Why not because I’m unsure
The sure in me says too soon

indefinite hours over and over
I don’t f*cking care why do you
seamlessly repeating, repeating
injustices to enter licking our eardrums

Can the brain hear me?
I would advise otherwise
not to mention all the disregard
for all human life that surrounds
every one of us every single
god damn, black, white, Jew, brown
hallelujah says the foolish, hallelujah
says the wounded scholar

who opens with such loyal disdain
friendship only then can pick nothing up
is that what you weren’t taught?

did you not listen in between
your margin lines and inexplicably
rummaging through the core of your
very being? what can you really say now?
what can you really say after all is finally written?

You can mean everything
but what is everything?
everything is nothing at all?
I have to hear nothing at all

We all exist in the end
will hear nothing just a minuscule
flash of f*cking existence
that we all cannot explain
and will never reach valid explanation

When you hear the wood of your floors
explaining, then will you really discover?
is that even a question?





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