The book about nothing


So, this is the story about nothing

A true story about no one

You will get nothing by reading it

But you won’t lose either


It happened nowhere

At no time

Anyone was there

So there is nothing left


This story has no letters

No words

No sentences

No paragraphs

No pages

But yet! It is an infinite book


A book without a theme

No love

No leitmotiv

No breaking point


It’s a poem without a rhyme

Or a murder without a crime


But yet! A dare you to read it

To write it

To live it

To trow it


The book about nothing

Not a single page has been written

Yet it will take forever to read it

It is full with all the feelings that we can’t change

Is as dumb and heavy headed as the past

But it has not been finish yet…


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