zero

Poem about nihilism / #8 / 1990-91 (high school)

nowhere surrounds me,
staring through the icy void�"
invisible frost, yet not transparent�"
no sheltering luminescence is enjoyed

the clatter of broken skeletons
cannot reach across to me�"
nor the stale taste of ashes,
nor bitter stench of rot�"
nor, indeed�"
nor the winter, nor the winds, nor the wounds�"
nor do i care, the way it is to be

nor may i have comfort in sleet so black;
i remain always no where, no when, no one�"
though taunting shadows lead me back
to my secret home again