September Poem 7

Word atheist I will call myself.

I can live my life sacrificing

The devices that lead to

The detonation of the word

Only to find empty signifier.

 

Yet, don’t classify words placeholders.

Words are wind, mist, fumes, space,

Emptiness, vacuum, nothingness.

The empty god-creator of language.

Worshiped at the altar of literature.

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