The nothing place

The place where you are just you with no one at your side. Family far gone and out of touch. Friends only exist online for you don’t see them either. Work mates change with the tides and thus no more deep than the alluvial fan.

Without obligation no pride or reason. Goals exist as a light at the end of the tunnel, but the darkness in the tunnel will prevail without change for at least a triple wax and wane.

Life happens as an existence with hive of drones. Each drone works for their own existence many with the dedication to their individual queens. Each with a underground that holds the trap of their prior creation.

The next step reflects a picture greener with the residual of the eves precipitation. But without a ramp you can only wait for the healing fusion to set. I have no doubt about the future brightness. I must just look into the light of my candle knowing that it will burn out before it shines its greatest light.

This was written a couple weeks ago when things were darkest with our manager