1,839 : 25 ?blank zone no mind no desire
not good not a good thing
not blank in a good way
just blank not present gone
blank book a clean slate again
every day starting again
reset again zero zero zero
here now anyhow in the blank zone
fish nor foul nor beast nor man
no one seems to know what kind I am
and in a blank and passionless night
I contemplate the sinews in my hand
What writes what records
the pen or the hand or the blank mind
records the sullen message of the blank
Zone that lies under this black land
You can read an explanation of the origin of these lyrics here
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