every word

…. every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness” (Beckett)

 

every word

Be born, live, cry, die; always cry.

Why cry?

 

Why not?

 

I am not on Earth

to fail to exist,

or any other madman's fantasy.

 

Sammy found something

worthwhile:

he found

- Nothing.

 

Eat, move, create, decay;

earthen in earth

for the Archaeologist.

 

And a second discovery:

the silences of nothingnesses

are the greatest gnomic find of all.

 

Mine, not his.

 

Chris Hubbard

Bangkok

2017

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