Here I am, not being there,
never was I there
nor here for that matter.
Can I not be here nor
there at the same time?
Isn’t nowhere a place wanting
or not wanting to be?
By me not knowing
of this place
regardless of its actual
existence solidifies
it as being a place.
A place that I am
neither present nor
absent from, a
place I have grown
accustomed to
for a while