returning to numbers
Posted: 11/26/2013 Filed under: poetry 1 CommentI suppose this is an entreaty;
A sense of some sense of possibility;
And that in knowing that there is
Nothing
Nothing more that can ever be.
I can say with some sense,
Some sense,
Of referentiality
To something else,
Something else,
That is close to me.
That I have something else.
But then my something else
would be something,
Wouldn’t it?
Ex nihilo nihil fit. Or is “nothing” something? and how do we escape duality anyway? Is there something other than “life” and “death”; or is this just a lens through which we’ve learned to view the world? If they are the same thing, then is there another thing of which there are two sides? Three? None?