Nihil Pit

The pendulum

In the pit of my stomach

Swings wildly

A disjointed arc

A barely there rhythm

In the chaos of thought

Anxiety through anxiety

Through nothing

And back

To anxiety again

The tick and the tock

Of depression

Counting down

To the abyss

At the bottom

Of the pit

A despairing nihil

Trapped

Under glass

A specimen

Pinned for public viewing

 

Copyright Jan 2013

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