I wish I could see the sky from here

I wish I could see the sky from here
Instead of the black screen
Dotted all over with senselessness
And inky splotches that look like clouds
When I lean back and have the grace
For a moment at least, to find some humor
In darkness, or what seems like darkness
Or float in amusement high above
That dense ceiling of meaninglessness
Or what seems like meaninglessness.

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. View all posts by Richard Q