“The Weight of Nothing” by Amy Uyematsu

 

The zoom of cars crash down on the street outside

but silently you sit,

engulfed in the nothingness surrounding you.

 

You fall into trances often and

can’t shake the places you go upon entering,

even in your dreams.

 

Time left awhile ago

but it’s hard to say when exactly.

 

A stones vibrations contribute to the stir

in the universe. A tear always

finds its way home.

 

Thirst for water like tree’s,

ever present in the now.