we are together in never

and he who loves heaven

and in the sky sees seven

will never know what it’s like

to have it all

and have it fall

and he who loves me

loves nothing

and he who loves no one

has all of himself still to give

and he who believes himself

nothing and nobody

has all of himself still to find

undefined—

I’m all of nobody

I love myself

for having no name

no label fits this awkward little package

crazy and nothing

I love, I love

love, love, love.

nothing makes sense in life

reality’s tattered sewing

I think anything and everything

all day and all night

nothing makes sense

so let everyone inside

it is our common right

you who are sorrowful

and strange and crazy and kind

come crashing, passion

compassion.

and you can have

all of me.