One time
(for real)
I dreamed I was nothing
And everything had
Been a dream
And I was a speck
-(it's)
Weird and everything was
Blue Blue Blue
And I was nothing
Everything that had been something was
-Not
Anything and
What was
-Worth
Anything?

-It
Ended, obviously
(how queerhow queerhow)
And nothing is the same
Now, and how can I see the
Worth in things when Once Upon a Time
I remember being absolutely nothing?

(like in utero)
(like a wordly zygote)
(suspended in the amniotic fluid of a quiet suburban mother)