Nothing And No One

February 21, 2020

Nothing to believe in,

nothing to hold dear

No one to say what you can’t say,

the waters all but clear

Nothing to believe in,

and that includes yourself

You live in fear the truth will rise

—an iceberg your umwelt

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: February, 2020)

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