On The Phone Poem by Twiggy C. Tubercio
On The Phone
the water in my mouth
is this what nothing tastes like?
close my eyes as it gets hotter
is this what nothing looks like?
listening to you sleep
am i hearing nothing
no
there really is no nothing
just the absence of something
Saturday, November 3, 2007
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4/27/2024 6:30:02 PM # 1.0.0.1119
How true, we cannot feel nothing but the feeling of what is not there can be a powerful sensation.