I have nothing to give.
No offering,
No sacrificial lamb,
No barley,
No incense to burn on the plate.
I have nothing to give at all.

from nothing to nothing

In this myriad of existence I can provide
No sustenance,
No value,
No help.
If I were the tool I needed to be,
I'd be nothing...
A blunt blade,
toothless rake,
A scythe with no blade.

from nothing to nothing

In these, my darkest times
I need what I am...
Nothing
Nothing can only create
Nothing...
This cosmic miracle,
An unprecedented alignment of atoms
Breeched by the need for value,
Success,
Worth.

FROM NOTHING TO NOTHING

I have nothing to provide.
Nothing to offer.
What's the point?

*nothing comes of nothing