Here comes another
string of
empty office buildings—
windows
where their walls should be,
tamed blue skies
beyond. Monuments
to imprecision
and cell phone
interference.
Maybe that's
the reason
she isn't calling.
*
people exist at all
is to palm-off that
purpose
on the next generation.
*
Personally,
I practice my self-
importance daily,
at different speeds
and in different
weather conditions.
I have friends.
But they never visit;
they say I
never listen.
It's convenient—
subtracting nothing
from nothingness
leaves us with just
existence.
