blank paper

several dispositions several
conditions like the way

I like it a lot but am
sickened becaused
it makes me giddy
until I am

weaker than broken
mirrors
showing me what nothing
is, and nothing
feels good.

several figments several
fragments cut apart

because I tear things
up so I can feel

whole, like the palm
of my hands that
hold nothing
and nothing

feels good.