he faces a void
it consumes the neighborhood
it shines in dull sunlight
on the fronts of buildings
it emanates from the hazy blue sky
glowing on the pavement
where he occupies his shadow
it is unconditional
it is the actuality as lived
he faces this nothing
that is everything
and cannot differentiate between
where he ends and the void
he faces begins...
Content (c) 2008-2012 Philip Milito. All rights reserved.
Wednesday, November 28, 2012
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