Untitled, Pat Robertson
Nothingness

My name is Nothingness.
I have been violated.
A large glob of matter
Crossed my border, broke
Down my wall and turned me
Into something I did not
Want to be, made me a
Cradle of what you call
The Universe, put wrinkles
All over me and called
It time. I hate time,
I hate the Universe, I hate
Being, I want to be nothing more
Than what I am, Nothingness.

Joseph J Kozma