SOMETHIN FROM NOTHIN

SOMETHIN FROM NOTHIN





In the beginning was the zerostate

A rich nothing and footstool of light

That abstracted letters and fiats



Spoke in Fibronacci series the DNA

From the breather of that first word

Arose language translated in the heart



Encryptographs of life and death.

Music of the elements wanting to be protyle

Bone and blood seeking to be Adam



Our flesh was striped for over wantonness

And Promethean bound because of our liver

Chained to a rock of attraction and aversion.



Awaiting oracular prophets from on high

Speaking the conscious language of that fiat

We wait for a longed for and overdue redemption.



We left a nothing of all that is and will be

To concretized nothing of a will of the wisp

Until we knew that everything is nothing



And blood shall spurt from that heart

And our bones shall sing like a Philomel

Over the fruit of our desire and death grows



This is the tragedy in time and punishment

For stepping outside a benign nothingness

Seek specialness and wanting to be something.



@2007

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