Much of Nothing

Too much!
Too much everything
Too much everything everywhere
So easily distracted
Distracted by a voice
Distracted by a view
Dis-tracked by the wind
Distracted by a thought
Thinking too much
Thinking about nothing much
Still thinking
Shut off the lights
Shut off the thoughts
Shut out the world
Shoot out my brains
The drip of a melting sun
Oozing onto the cement
Concrete abstractions
‘Cemental’ illusions
Ghosts from the future
Living in the past
Here and now
Here and how
Hear it now
Do the Gods know everything?
Do they know everything I know?
Do they have secrets?
Who would they tell?
Who would listen anyway?
We’re too busy doing too much of nothing.