I am nothing again, inside,
and so - finding myself no longer alive -
I enter the hive mind looking to find what I have lost.

But all I see is flashing lights,
as sight and all other senses are subsumed to the humming of millions of other nothings -
all of them seeking themselves in the hum
of the dumb, dumb, dumb -
of the blind, lame, deaf and alone -

connecting with nothing more than what they bring,
these mindless, humming drones who,
like me,
have forgotten how to sing.


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