How does everyone bear it
This seeing only to see no more
This touching only to touch the blank
This hearing only to hear the impossible
This tasting only to taste
the taste of indifference
This sniffing only to smell
the odor that transcends decay
This tireless intending only to intend
a fate
Why there must be something to this life
Something senseless or full of sense
Something terrifying or securing
Something improbable or definitely certain
Something plain monstrous
For everyone to endure it
With their faces showing the endurance.
Published by Richard Q
A human being-question chasing after both God and nothingness. The internet is a disaster, but our starlessness might teach us something. I welcome our constant experimenting with ourselves with open arms, for ultimately they are attempts of life at living and growing in life. My dwelling is in Key West, while the dwellings of my loves are Indiana, New Mexico, Texas, Massachusetts and Arizona. These spaces are nothing. Love abides and love embraces.
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