Light

Sometimes, I think about the universe, God, and the nothingness. This poem embodies those thoughts. There is one use of profanity, so be warned.

light; a process
you are nothing more than a cell in the ocean
a single drop makes you a canyon
so f**k the schizophrenic gods
after you've been deprived for so long
your brain starts to make things up
because once the nothingness becomes tangible
it ceases to exist