Day 60: Nothingness

I felt

Let in on a little secret

The truth is

There is no truth.

But still.

A child’s imagination

in a Man’s body.

Pretending.

Makes me feel different,

Special.

But other times

My entrails cringe

And wilt.

Creating a world of meaning

in a world

Without meaning

Temporary, fleeting

Excitement and joy

Until they reach here

A timeless spaceless

Vacuum.