Emptiness
Description
Emptiness:
Has it ended in the middle?
Or it never began
Or the ends have lost to the means
The mundane is now the refrain
The profane has turned sacred
I have run my circles
But the centre is a hole
The periphery has everything
Distraction is complete
There are no directions
No sins are cardinal
The idols are mute
The ideals in disarray
I am still running
The hole closes
December 2002
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Past Work
Start Date | 1st Jul 2020 |
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End Date | 1st Jul 2020 |
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Field Topic | Poem |
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