Absolutely Everything & Nada

Noonday makes me stupid.
Too much light. All the colors
of the Universe pack into white.

An "equals" sign obtains between
the poles of absolutely everything
and nada. Like a dada cornucopia –

spilling out rotund invisibilities:
ghost-apotheoses of the apple,
grape and pear: teeming – not

a proton there: cast beyond
the possibility of good or bad – oh!
Something cast a shadow!


.