fear

100 Words About Nothing

For my 100th Post, here are 100 words on nothing.

I fear nothing–not No Fear–the sour falseness of that insane¬†bravado melts on the tongue, staining the teeth white as snow, or bones bleaching in the sun, which should inspire fear, but are set dressing for the Big Empty–big, wide nothing, stretching on and on and on–but something, as always, to fear–the same nothing said with crossed arms and averted gaze–rough seas ahead, it says–nothing–not nothing to fear–nothing to say–nothing to see here–nothing going–move along and take that nothing¬†with you, and its fear, too–but, please, leave the something–take something from it, even if you can make nothing of it.

Day 17: In the style of proto-beat Burroughs.

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