Tag: emptiness

  • Vanity Fair

    Vanity Fair

    All aboard our grain of sand,
    on its elliptical path,
    floating around a furnace
    for what to us is forever!

    A jolly carousel,
    spinning and balancing,
    rolling and revolving
    in dark emptiness.

    Who knows what is out there,
    watching our little fair,
    (amused or dejected?)
    killing a moment of eternity.