The Void

Painting by Salvador Dali


The Void

There’s always a void.
There’s a void between your bedroom
and the kitchen.
There’s a void between the kitchen
and the front door,
an indescribable void between
home and work.
The void is between
one known place and the next.
The void is what
we came through to get here
and what we’ll face when we leave,
Every time someone leaves
they leave a void.
You can say we journey
from one familiar place to the next
or, conversely, you can say
we journey from one void to the next.
When love comes,
everything before it is a void.
When love leaves
all that remains is a void.
On good days
there’s light all around us.
On bad days
we’re in the void.
Someday we’ll die
and that, we think, is
the biggest void.
But perhaps, just perhaps,
the place we’re at now
is the void of somewhere else
and in that place,
there’s no void at all.


Albert Huffstickler


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