this is blank.
see this line?
its blank.
my mind is producing nothing
no paints, no brushes, no notebooks filled with stories to tell.
nothing
but white space.
see this?
its blank.
i've been caught in this
thing
that is giving me nothing in return.
its a bad relationship.
i am unfulfilled, unsatisfied, empty, waiting and waiting
you see this?
its blank.
nothing is happening here
but white, white space.
endless white space
in which to float on
drifting and falling
and crashing
into nothing
but white
space.
you see this line?
it doesn't exist
i'm making it up
this is nothing.
what you see here
is a figment of your imagination
and i am
a
magician
you see this?
nothing
but
white
space.
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