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The Salt of the Earth

is ambushing
an unsuspecting non-existence

Every day
the naivety of Nothing
is regretted

Why did Emptiness
let itself be surprised
by this heavy Materiality?

The Undertow
in the pillar-character of the Void
is relentless

Birdsong is a costly distraction;
upshot of mountains
empty gestures

The coffee mug's space is emptied
of tit for tat

The insipid “Away!” of Life
curses its own occurrence

A non-existent god
is made the scapegoat
for the lousy assignment of being

Up like a skirt,
down like a pulled long face

I fix the forage,
embarrass plurality

Nothing always overtakes the All,
“never been” is the Salt of the Earth

Fri vers (Fri form) av Ingvar Loco Nordin VIP
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Publicerad 2023-11-05 11:31

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