Mr. Nothing-min

Here is a notebook where I wrote him a letter:

Mr. Nothing,

Mr. No one,

Mr. Destroyer.

Fearing his return

Hesitantly waiting…

Before long

He appears

Winding his crooked face

To matter is to no longer exist,

Disgrace!

Shadowy terror,

How easily

You walk this path

Fools believe in better.

In that sunless hole

I am there

Securing my grip,

Calm breath

A ridiculous misconception.

I won’t ever

Let,

You

Go.

 

F.

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