The Void by Charles Baudelaire

I feel null and void
I feel disturbed confused annoyed
angered by the lack of meaning
meaning what I’m not sure of
distraught by distress
dressed without self-impress
second-guessed fractalized into infinity
a Void in my game-plan
for where determinancy used to be
necromancy
awaken me!
I can’t even sleep in this Void of non-entity
titulate my desire to re-Create
something worthy of being admired
if only by Me
the only Being that I know with constancy