1
Anything cancels
everything out.
If each point
is a singularity，
thrusting all else
aside for good，
"good" takes the form
of a throng
of empty chairs.
Or it's ants
swarming a bone.
2
I'm afraid
I don't love
my mother
who's dead
though I once -
what does "once" mean？ -
did love her .
So who'll meet me over yonder？
I don't recognize the place names.
Or I do， but they come
from televised wars.