A cube of black nothingness
We’re not sure where it’s come from
It just floats there,
a little above the floor,
staring at us
through nothing eyes,
judging us
through a nothing mind
We start to consider ourselves
how much we have in common with the nothing cube
As a result,
a nothing sound fills the room,
our eyes
become nothing eyes staring at nothing
our minds have
thoughts about nothing and fill with nothing
The nothing cube expands, then contracts as through it’s
taking a breath,
then...
disappears into nothing
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