All is nothing

All is nothing

A Poem by Penny Dreadful

Drinking wine. 
It is just one substance moving into another. 
It is just the flow of things. 
Things moving. 
Moving so horrifyingly beautifully.
Everything is flowing. 
Moving into one another.
Nothing is separate.
It is all flowing.
Flowing so beautifully. 
Changing. 
Moving. 
Changing. 
It is nothing large. 
It is possibly the smallest of smalls. 
Just a lone, small person. 
Drinking from a lone, small glass. 
Flowing.

© 2012 Penny Dreadful


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well this is great....All alone with a bottle of Pinot Grigio..........Such a relaxing piece, I could taste it

Posted 9 Years Ago



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