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Sequel to Nothing


By Willem IndigoPublished 2 months ago 1 min read
Sequel to Nothing
Photo by Andrej Lišakov on Unsplash

Soon, the end is near: 1000 mile walk, short pier,

Olive branch of discontent,

Lost, starting to crave the forest fire.

Appetite with no eyes,

Radar ping like a Russian sub off the Cuban coast.


Eating next to a dwindling flame

Chaotic apology damming the throat, compromise in

Lone-wolf litigation,

Introspective proclivity revealing its downside,

Prolapsed ignoramus with no sunnyside to endure,

Scenic overview of the far-reaching back and forth,

Emoting like a Holloween mask--until there is no more to say.

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About the Creator

Willem Indigo

I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?

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