Lorine Niedecker
What horror to awake at night
and in the dimness see the light.
              Time is white
              mosquitoes bite
I’ve spent my life on nothing.
 
The thought that stings. How are you, Nothing,
sitting around with Something’s wife.
              Buzz and burn
              is all I learn
I’ve spent my life on nothing.
 
I’m pillowed and padded, pale and puffing
lifting household stuffing—
              carpets, dishes
              benches, fishes
I’ve spent my life in nothing.
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