Thursday, February 6, 2025

NUCLEAR OPTIONS

As matter is mostly 
an emptiness 
in space, 

so I 
am mostly an emptiness 
in feeling—

and no, the two 
are not the same thing, 

as that feeling 
is what keeps me from 

demolishing 
the world.

*

Picture 
your discretion  

getting massacred 
by gestures: 

god begets 
light 

begets 
reliance—or  

suspicion.

*

Our lookalikes 
are all defective, 

but 
don't say that out loud.

Would you settle instead
for a happiness 

contingent?
Or vicarious? 

Or how about 
a "later" 
encircling your "now" 

with all the exactness 
of an electron cloud?