In the Absence
Balanced on the tip of Something’s jagged edge Smoothed by our perception Of everything tangible Lurks That which is described only By its absence By its lack…
It's funny how misused the word 'nothing' is. Take for example, "There's nothing to do." Really? Nothing? In literal terms that's just flat out unlikely so stop it. But really think about it. Is nothing itself truly non-existent? Is there always something in the absence of something else, or does nothing actually preside in that absence? Can nothing be 'a thing' and still be nothing? Mr. BiC and I debated 'nothing' once. It began here-- http://ficly.com/stories/33133 and ended in the comment section here-- http://ficly.com/stories/33542 CHALLENGE: Choose a side of the argument and defend it-- either outright and literal, or in more artistic, interpretive ways. Be creative. Make it a poem or a story. The winner will have displayed one of or all of these traits: wit, a knack for ridiculousness, a flair for the dramatic, passion, a deep insight or two, balls to the wall rhetoric, an undeniable ability to tell a story or spill a poem while keeping the subject matter relevant to the challenge.
Balanced on the tip of Something’s jagged edge Smoothed by our perception Of everything tangible Lurks That which is described only By its absence By its lack…
Never have I ever seen nothing. Nothing is as nothing does. Never have I ever heard nothing. The tree of nothing never falls. Never have I ever tasted nothing…
“What’s Harley eating?” - a rottweiler greedily slurps a half-eaten *something* from a covertly cupped palm, well-hidden in the space between two arthritic…
Nothing hurled the priceless ornamental vase through the window. The vase remained where it was, the window unbroken. Nothing tried again. There was, as…
“There’s nothing under your bed,” the father yelled, exasperated at his cowering son who wanted a light on and a glass of water and his pillow fluffed and to…
“Seriously, Ash, I mean- well never mind, I won’t try to tell you, you’ll just see when we get there.” Ash liked Kali less than people normally enjoy each…
Nothing Nelly did was good enough. Her mother never wanted her. Her foster parents hated her. The other kids laughed and called her Nilly. Nobody was her…