A Post About Nothing

I haven’t been watching the Republican debates, and I’ll tell you why.

As a poet, I have walked out beyond the farthest city light and looked into the darkness gathered there. I have stared long into the abyss, and the abyss stared back at me. I was nonplussed, and the abyss was wholly unimpressed.

The void is hard to avoid as it is. So I’ve had all the nothing I care to contemplate.