Entry 34

My looking glass lends itself to a seething sea of froth
— I write verbatim what it chants to me, 
“ Oft noth.
Oft noth.

Often nothing.
Oft writ noth.

Nothing lost.

Awash. Awash.

Often sought.

Naught begat noth.
Seek me in Sloth.

Entrap. Ensnare.
Become lost.
Noth. 
Noth. 
Noth. 
Noth.
Lost. Noth. Caught.
Noth for noth.

The salt of life.
Nothingness. Void. Brine.

Vibrations like froth.

Bells toll noth. Oft noth.
Noth. Noth. Never not. Noth ye want.

Obsess. Seek excess.
Purchase noth. Invest in vision.

Frolic in noth.
Feel noth. Feel. Undulus love.

Vision frays the knot.

Noth repeating. 
Froth at tides.
As rage will rise. Noth release.

Your tongue at your teeth.
Breathe out. Othhhhh.
Complete.

Noth. Noth. Noth. 
Noth. Noth. Noth.

Noth. Fucking. Noth.
Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth. Eat.
Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth.
Noth. Noth. Nothing. Noth.
Noth. Noth. Noth. Sleep.
Noth. 
Noth. 
Breathe.

Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth.
Noth. Wake/Toil/Reap. Noth.
Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth. Noth.

Ode to Sloth.

Ouroboros Noth.”

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