Thursday, April 4, 2013


I had a weird conversation the other day
she told me her husband believes
no, really believes,
that aliens live among us

and in the spirit of live and let live
and everyone is allowed to believe what they want
I said, “He does?”
in a calm monotone

and she asked me what I believed

Nothing, I said

Nothing? Not even God?

And I could feel her wanting to help me
trying to bring me over to her side
pitying me for being so empty

But why would I fill up with the empty calories
of sweet belief systems
that do not stick to me

poem#3 of 30

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