Nothing

.

a

n

d

.

no

one . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ the

.

w

a

y

.

I

feel

.

w

i

t

h

.

you . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ nothing

.

a

n

d

.

no

one . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

b

u

t

–

–

–

that

bitter,

–

–

brooding

brew . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ that

bitter,

–

–

brooding

brew . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

burning,

–

–

burning

blue . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

burning,

burning

–

–

blue . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

i

n

–

–

–

a

place

.

w

h

e

r

e

,

nothing

moves . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ in

.

a

place

.

w

h

e

r

e

.

nothing

soothes . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

f

o

r

–

–

–

it’s

nothing

.

a

n

d

.

no

one . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ the

.

w

a

y

.

I

feel

.

w

i

t

h

.

you . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ nothing

.

a

n

d

.

no

one . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

b

u

t

–

–

–

that

bitter,

–

–

brooding

brew . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

 ~ that

bitter,

–

–

brooding

brew,

–

–

consuming

through,

.

a

n

d

.

through,

.

a

n

d

.

through . . .

–

–

–

.

.

.

burning,

–

–

burning

blue.

Reflection: This was a personal struggle-themed poem that I wrote back in Feb of 2020 where the affected party reflects on a life consumed by temptations and addictions – a life full of emptiness and nothingness. The opening verse came to me and the rest of the poem pretty much wrote itself from that. I played the songs “Tangerine” by Led Zeppelin and “Yesterday was Hard on All of Us” by Fink repeatedly at low volume in the background to create the “moodset” for the poem. If you listen to these songs at low volume while reading this poem, you might better get the “feel” of it.