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watching you eat a donut (with Lance) How do I approach this? I remember the lines:     “the optomist and the pessimist,     the difference is quite droll:     the optomist sees the donut     and the pessimist sees the hole” And I look over, see the consumption of the wholeness, the nothingness. I prefer nothing because there’s a whole lot of nothing     breathing nothing     nothing between the spaces     one naught two naught three. But there’s always so much to read     between the spaces, between the lines. You see, it’s all a matter of     what you choose to look for. What you choose to look for. What you choose to find. I look at the world and see nothing I stare into nothing and see the world I look at nothing and see memory     and all the faces caressed with eyes. I run my fingers along the table, caressing the granules flaking from the pastry between two fingers. Like grains of sand, tiny beads. Caressed. Consumed. This is nothing. This is everything. Copyright Janet Kuypers. All rights reserved. No material may be reprinted without express permission.