"Nothing" is something I was working on when I was doing collage poems and combining them with erasure, a few years back, to produce a cross between a visual poem in which the snaking line of white in the poem stands in for the subject, the word 'nothing' and hence the idea of nothingness, or the invisible.
Nothing
A that becomes a ness
a bit of a day. Nowt to write home
about
a podiatry consult (a job that will take a
file entry
A, a mesh of F and G, a sharp minor
all I had done was take
a company and build
all-creating Word embirth'd
a nesse
and born in sorrow, A here today, but
bound apprentice to a -to-do man
but even he cannot make
a y play seem
charming
court a Phantom, a Name,
a :—We mistake
dazzle: but beyond that
a ness. I never
experienced
dear! For less than a the jealous can hear
did they negate a ness? Wouldn't that make
it
down a track snaking east
English soldiers made a of the Indians, and many
frighten you; it is a of a part, a mere not
grievously irritable. A vexed him, and suspected
hash of Words, and a ness of Sense, I conceive
he is as much a in politics as though he
had
his kindness. It was a gesture, but it totally
unnerved
if they had found, were but
a of a in respect
in a kiss, A touch, a hardly worth a name
in descent—and a izing of the Female
infinitesimal, at the core
a ness, and yet
not
intellectual abstraction,
a a picturesque
collocation
intentionless, the whole
a And haply yet
is but a Point, a if compar'd with the
other
Lord, what a is this little span We
call a
love interest. It was a role in a big summer
blockbuster
Man, Charlie Brown A burger for audiences of
all age
may not be queer. He's just
a which is worse
only on a something or a between Mr. Willoughby
and
persons, instead of being
a is a something;
when they
prepare his lunch, a cheese omelette with
frozen
shadow of a shade, A of the brain—a dream
this was a conversation in which he
thought, I feel what a I am! I'm like the poor Queen
to , lov'd a , seen Or felt
was all a and a man was too
we paramours, So proudly on
a for to vaunt it?
what I have heard call'd,
a arian both in
Politics &
who might have found a -doing hour Heavier
worshipping A but his self-made Images
yet it was a slight, almost
a poem
you're a that happens to have my face
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