Emptiness

Did you overhear
Something strange
As a butterfly
That knocks against the pane?
There's no walls, no doors
Windows too
There's no floors, it's not day, not night, it is
Emptiness

Did you overhear
Something sharp
As the blade of a knife
That slides over glass?

There's no drunkenness
Coma too
There's no ache, it's not awake, not asleep, it is
Emptiness

Can you see the light
Through the clouds?
They are doomed
To fall either up or down
There's no blame, no fame
Longing too
There's no shade, it's not heaven, not hell, it is
Emptiness

Are we
Like moved grass?
Have we
Lost more than allowed?
Shall we
Be thrown like brass coins?
Will you
Ever be found?