Cold rain falls in the river, flows down to the sea, gets into the skyline, circles endlessly. Same old rain on the wind, same old pain in my soul.

Monday, January 10, 2011

Small



I feel small
atom small
no, smaller

what's smaller than an quark?
can a quark
slip through quantum?
are black holes
mouse holes?
or grand canyons?

what's beyond the small?

I want to disappear
I need
to disappear

into the dense nothing


what will I find there?
me?
or just the beginning of nothing?

I feel myself growing smaller
can you tell?

here I go

*poof*