Better than Something

Something is better than nothing.
Or so they say.
Unless the something
stunts, suspends, gouges growth.
Or if the something is
degrading, damaging dignity,
damning to dingy doggy paddle existence,
day to day survival,
so far from flourishing.
Barely being, but certainly not blossoming.
Unless the something is a
casket for creativity
and a midwife for negativity
Or unless the something is chains.
Something is better than nothing.
Or so they say.
Unless the nothing allows you
to suck in your first breath in years,
filling your chest with cold crisp, unrecycled air.
Even though the sharp ice air burns all the way down
to nearly collapsed lungs—
exhilarating, exonerating.
And unless the nothing allows you
to hear your own voice in the silence,
to remember what that voice sounds like,
to remember you have something to say,
to scream, to sing, to sob into the void,
where no one will hear you.
You have no audience.
And unless the nothing forces you
to learn to make your own light in that darkness,
to shine, even though you're the only one to see.
And unless the nothing gives you space to grow,
to expand in all the empty,
to stretch your limbs and spread your fingertip foliage,
to feel for the first time in too too long.

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