A Poem Lost In Its Title Poem by Massoud Abolfathi

How and what and where and who are the ones gaze into the ones of each other
Other than who and what they are, they are the byproduct of the lack product of the sub the jet, the sub of the human grammar

The subject of no object they are beyond any object, they are the byproducts of the whole subject created out of negativity of no the thing
The atmospheric ones of prolonged sub the jacking of the subjectivized absoluteness of the becoming world subject in the near future of nothingness of no the thing

Of anything calculated in the subjective mind of, the master of not saying in order to say of the thing has been said before in the impossible realm of full-blown sub the jest

Jetting all the remaining quantum particles of empty hole, the lost hole of the whole quest in the thingness of no the thing


Massoud Abolfathi
January 7 2024