UnPoetia:A Mind-Bogglingly Accurate Definition of the Modern Age

Poetry for people who hate poetry

On the day of my birth

I was sucked into

A black, cold void

An existential nothingness

A meaningless oblivion

An abstract waterfall of darkness looping

Back upon

Around

And underneath itself

An abandoned mine

Many miles underground

An underwater cave

With no water

And no cave

A place where screams are silent

Where feelings are numb

Where life is still and suspended

“Can I please go now?”

I asked once

I am still waiting for a

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