the royal poor

poetry is powerless

until you come along

lonely

hoping to find something

that will make you feel powerful

and like you belong again

hi king

hi slave

*

we are the only planet

to know we know

we are the only planet

who can love

and lose this love

and this makes us forget

that the planet does not love

if we don’t

lost in ourselves and

what we know

*

all writing writes all

a connection to the first word

and sentence

which probably included this idea

and ended much better

than the quiet desperation of saying

what hasn’t been said

until it is

which you always hoped

would read better

than this

*

take this from me:

i have nothing to give

that was all i had left

i am empty

i am full of nothing

i am whole