negetive spaces themed peice- "dead ends" poem
"Dead Ends" Between Somewhere and Somewhat, there is a meaning to my madness A lengthy underground tunnel, undocumented and unknown Between Nothing and Something, there is a method to my malice In the shallow puddle of aged sewer water, rain, and a hint of long-lost blood. Between Absence and Presence, there is a motive to my making. As of this tunnel, I venture. Between nonviable and vitality , there is a magic to my morbidity The echo cackles a little louder now, echo traveling from the beyond and ahead of the end of the tunnel I have to walk faster to find it. Between Disappearing and Prevailing, there is a motion to my Immobility Is that a whisper behind me? A message? A warning in this hollow trail of the unknown? Between Tonight and tomorrow, There is a sort of music to my mutism All I can do to entertain, to encourage, to promote anything in the emptiness of this place, Between Later and Before, they left me here...