Solemnly swimming in the abyss
I have made nothing my home
Decorated occasionally by things that happen
Or new stuff I learn
In a substrate of sound
I float, mostly

Emptiness is all I yearn for
A vessel of potential
Uncarved, unembellished
A fair standard amongst chaos

What is the loudest noise you’ve heard
Without your eardrums breaking
Now watch it grow, exponentially
A lot of noise, often, will eventually deafen you
But one blast might change your entire existence

Don’t wish for the end
But prepare for it
Gone are day to day squabbles
When things are properly observed
Just listen
In your nothing, in your silence,
You don’t know what you will hear

Next!