Worse than nothing between the ears
is nothing setting beats
within the rhythm of the heart.
For anyone who has thought
too long
or too hard
or too much
about anything
knows –
no thought
can sometimes be
a good thing.
no feeling,
no longing,
no deep intensity – 
another story.
Spewing nothing,
holding nothing,
sensing nothing,
a heart becomes
a wasteland
without any waste,
a horror movie
without any fear,
a junkyard dog
bound without a chain:
uninspired –
so much so
that I don’t even know
how to end this poem…

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