There Were No Bounds

There is no pain in the [?]
No more need to cause full air
And the tiled floor ceased to be cold and hard
All sound had died away
It was quite dark
But in the void and in the silence
There was still a kind of knowledge
A flinch of awareness
Awareness not in name of person
And not of memories of the past
The awareness knew only itself
The awareness knew only itself

Knowledge reached out into an absence
Reached out into darkness
Reached out in the silence
And there were no bounds
There were no bounds

And it was aware of the kind of growing hunger
A hunger for something that didn't exist
For the knowledge was only of absence
For pure and absolute absence
Durations of restlessness
Durations of hunger

An existence of only one dimension
But in the dark silence
In the void of all sensation
Something began to know
And there were no bounds
There were no bounds

And there were no bounds
And there were no bounds
There were no bounds
There were no bounds

My head hit on something
They ran to it in the [?]
I squashed the spider on the ceiling
For all it can see