By definition it does not exist.

Do not suck on pens, your tongue will turn black.

The forest of your mind will turn to ash.

Your story will lose its protagonist.

The infinite expanse where words shan't spawn.

Blinding white in my mind my face lies flat.

To the pull of the earth my table slants.

The poison has nullified what I fond.

Where do my forgotten dreams lie tonight?

How must I find some dark sphere in the void?

No eye in the sky does fire embroid.

Philosophy did not do well to fight.

My ethereal membrane fissured at youth.

My universe contains nothing but truth.