Copyright © Diane L. Schirf

Here are no trees
No birds
No creatures
No plants
No thing.

Here are no sights
No smells
No tastes
No sounds
Nothing.

Life or death?
Or somewhere between
the beginning and the end.
The place that breathes, eats, sleeps, and dreams
and does not live or die.

The center of sensation
where should dwell
love, joy, hope, desire
Devoid. Deserted.

Unseen
Unheard
Unfelt
Unfeeling

Somewhere between.

2007