primordial soup needs some salt

it was quiet for a while

he was silent for a while

it was a long while

while i was looking for something other way

to say yes to

no no no no no no no no

but i suppose

the quiet silence repeated itself

unnecessarily

until known

*

no one had seen him

though no one was looking

because he was looking

for the no one that was once here

beside him

leading him along

where he hadn’t seen before

*

they say glass half full

others say half empty

i say how can i talk if i’m busy drinking

though i’ll admit to whoever is listening

that i don’t even like water

and haven’t been a big fan

of sand that was burned

and blown with breath

to hold my life

in its reflection

though i can’t see the half of it

evolving eyes from they

who saw too little or too much

no realizing that

reinvention requires two i’s