NOTHING AT ALL
Perambulate thou the hustings then -
holding hands with circumstance.
Energy is the higher power which
will hold you - all the rowboat men
together, and that funny-sounding
music guy alone and holed away
in some Alaskan cabin 'to mourn
his father's death.' I don't believe
in a nothing at all; winnowing those
wastrel people, we goad like Gods
the coastal shelf : look out and
see! Look out! Twelve battleships
and a tanker of oil - all I see.
I don't believe in anything at all,
afloat on that wide, deep sea.
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