There’s nothing to do
Nothing to think
Nothing to drop
Nothing to see
Nothing to follow
There’s no plan
No strategy
There’s nothing to believe
Nothing to hold on to
And nothing to let go of
There’s nothing to hope for
No future to come
No past to understand
There’s no right
And no wrong
No bad
And no good
Everything is negated
And transcended
In this
Unspeakable
Unknowable
Reality
Nothing that should be
Nothing that should not
No needs
No musts
Nothing ought
To look
Or be
Or feel
A certain way
To be right
Or not wrong
Or complete
Or true
It is
Simply
This
