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Dark matter
How can nothing be growing?
The star doctors say it is
Is the nothingness showing?
Clear, brutal, less
More
Less?
I don’t know anymore
Is it to be known?
Is it to be seen?
Does nothing mark its presence?
What lurks behind the screen?
If emptiness exists
The head doctor says it is
What is it wearing?
Black, white, green
Anything
Nothing?
I don’t know anymore
Is it to be known?
Is it to be seen?
Does nothing mark its presence?
What lurks behind the screen?
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Brilliant poem, deeply philosophical, with so few simple words - the conundrum of the screens that have swallowed our lives. Till we do not know what is true, what is there, what is imagination and lives spent in the penumbra of the light...