(Dis)belief

An empty seat across from me

A seeker there etherically
I only know, but never see

The fruits of physicality

It's making me batshit crazy

So say I disappear and be -

A fairy, fragrance, frequency

The zen within a wind and tree

I have no wants or unmet needs

My time's not set in days and weeks
And ask me what I miss the least?
Your mortal doubts and disbelief