mathematical or just neutral?


Null and void



Reduced to zero,
spent and burnt out,
finished and washed up,
turned down to apathy
and out of order,
struck down as by lightning
and annihilated more or less,
demolished thorougly
and even sober in addition,
as if all the pitfalls
weren't satisfactory enough,
life is no more than nothingness,
while winter paralysis spreads around
and greyness seems to be the only colour
in appalling universal callousness,
with the advantage, though,
that you can always start again from the beginning,
since point zero always is a starting point,
and life can never go below to minus,
zero being kind of perfect
as the equilibrium between plus and minus.






Poetry by Christian Lanciai The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2009-02-05 at 10:24

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