i no hear from you, you no hear from me.
the world crumbles at the edges.


my new job -- did i say? her point is
for me to create empty space.
build it. hold it. be quiet about it.
i work at shoring up the edges of nothing.

who knew it would take such detail?

i make the blank boxes on forms.
that is my power, and my duty.

online. electrified.
for the insurance companies.

and this is not a pome.

but are you enjoying the line
breaks? the empty space, she is my power
and my duty.

so far i don't get on email to fill the blank page
with worrisome letters, except (before)
and (after)
the hour hands smash the punch clock,
it's a knockout, the referee is counting down --
counting backwards, the seconds
slapping the bottoms of clouds

getting closer and closer
to the empty space

of zero.

02/19/2009

Posted on 02/19/2009
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