The nothing box,
a padded room
without locks.
Soundproofed
to stop
intrusive voices
from
kicking off.
It's the place we sit,
when we desire
peace for a bit,
or when thoughts
become a little too intrusive.
It’s where we go when we seem
to be having deep insights,
it's our recharging station,
boosting our batteries
back to life.
It's a place where thoughts
drift out of the room,
edging ever closer to space.
It's our fortress of solitude
away from the gloom,
where we can set the pace.
To picture it is impossible,
as soon as you start to look around
all thought and sound
dissolves into the ground.
It's a blank void of consciousness.
No colour, or objects
just a well of faded darkness.
In the nothing box
we are not really there.
In the nothing box
we are just atoms
charging on the air.
So, when you ask
where our minds
have wandered off to,
when you start believing
that we are
hiding something from you,
that there must be
something beyond our view.
When we reply to
"What are you thinking about"
with a simple "nothing", it's true.
This isn't deception creeping in,
We have just been floating
in the box, recharging.
Thanks for reading
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Peace, Love & Poetry
Kyle
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