And So, You See, I Said to Myself, the Self No Longer Exists

The light on the leaves outside,
The ringing in the mind’s ear,
The news item on the screen
Worming to be seen—you were

All of these waves breaking in
The bay of my quiet thought
That there were no thoughts—no waves,
No news, no tones, and no light.

I prayed for one moment of nothing
That nonetheless contained my prayers.
I begged for someone to hear me
Begging no one to be there.