Nothing inspired and nothing expressed
Time stops as a vacuum forms inside
It envelopes the universe
Breathing, I recall, creates movement
I notice I can’t move
Can’t return
Can’t go beyond
This stillness holds no memories
No future plans
Just now
This empty now
An electric fan whirring finds my ears
Notes from the radio seem to drop
One
By
One
As unrelated events
I listen for lost heart songs
Once made of memories and future plans
The fan again
It seems so loud just now
In this now
This empty, empty now