Thursday, November 27, 2014

Empty Circle

What is there but existence
Breathing becomes victory
In the vacuum of death
Over nothingness
If there is nothing
There is absurdity
In all of this
And nothing more
Leaves us with the choice
Of unlife or pseudo-death
Procreation
Recreation
Death
And the cycle renews
Until there isn't an earth
A place to do that
Again