Impossible & Other Nothings: Poetry

solitude

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(n.) a state of seclusion and isolation

Silence, sentience, the feeling of wholeness and loss. Absolute nihility and entirety. Everything lost in a moment of quiet longing; in the roar of a waterfall; in the flavor of the wind. The sense of awe; the remembering of the forgetfulness of self. Escaping the mind; the murmur of air molecules screaming through our ears, deafening in their silent voices.

The lazy wistfulness; watching the wind stirr the branches; watching patches of cotton clouds drift in a window shadowed by boughs; a incomprehensible satisfaction and yearning; a hunger, and a totality. Alone yet unified by a shallow sense of grappling with a handhold, trying to understand something beyond reach.

A seashore, abused by a barrage of water; the shuff of castigating waves; pieced through by the corroded by the screeches of seagulls. A mountainside accentuated by shrubbery and cacti; the brutal ache of bone against stone. A stucco ceiling the texture of brittle cottage cheese; the press of a pillow sinking under your neck.

Solitude: The liberty to contemplate nothing.