Daniel .E. Hemme

The Nothing Man - Poem by Daniel .E. Hemme

The man with nothing
sits on an empty street;
filled with more nothing
and nothing more.

A man with nearly nothing
sits under the nothing man,
as a cushion of flesh,
as a prayer.

The man with nothing;
now has nothing more,
nothing more

Less nothing.

A man with nearly something
almost salutes;
then sits behind the man
with less than nothing
who now has nearly less nothing.

The man with less than nothing,
chokes a merry tune
sounds of less nothing
and nothing more.

A man with nothing else,
yet crucifix in his throat,
lies still on nothing
in the gutter,
smiling to Jesus,
silent prayer, serves a pillow
the man with less than nothing
and nothing else.

Now nothing man smiles
with less nothing than before
At the sight of all his-
As he waits for more nothing,
with a lead pipe, made
of nothing
And nothing more.

Daniel.E. Hemme

Topic(s) of this poem: society

Form: Free Verse

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, October 31, 2015

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