of nothing in particular

prime numbers

Nothing so profound as that of a spur of the imagination

Of the flicker of hope endorsed by the natural cause of existence

So fickle and fleeting, though chaste in its own sort of way

It's humiliating, really, as they leave me naked and cold

Desolation becomes of every empty moment, and all the more exhausting

You are nothing but an allusion to the very thing I hate

The very same as everyone else who walks this flooded path

Can you see the figures making smaller figures?

Recording and repeating the very same words over and over again?

Nothing so profound as the fugue I enter once I play that song

For the thousandth or the millionth time

Though the silence suits me so much better

I am a glutton for those kinds of precocious dances, the ones you always see

You are all the same if you truly allow yourself to see

Could it really be so bad? So unbecoming to share in this fundamental truth?

We are all this existence has to offer and still tell one another that it is not enough

Nothing is ever enough for you, you scorched and bitter stone

You beseech of those who lie beneath you, crawling in the mud you made

I can wipe the earth from my eyes enough to know who to give my scorn

But you make it look so beautiful, so angelic and righteous

When one is so far mocking it is more detrimental to the other

I cannot help but be the fall of your precarious ledges

Nothing so profound as the eye that perceives the underneath

The core of the heart of the system, the center of the labyrinth of the mind

The unicursal attributes of life so very forthcoming and unassuming

How has it all come to be placed on that pedestal, towering so far beyond?

There is nothing that profound which cannot be assumed

In the crevices of the Earth, in the eyes of the soul, in the numbers of the plain

Anything you could ever bestow upon my being is already buried with my existence

Uncover what you will, inspire what you will

But you are all the same, but we are all the same no matter what you believe

And truly, so absolutely, it is nothing so profound.