Dark Pools

Since you fear death more
Than you should, more than
You fear dying, which
You should fear, since you’ll
Live it, since it hurts,

You don’t trust nothing,
Side-eye the doers
Of nothing or so
Little nothing much
It looks like nothing

To you. It looks like
That guy in the car
Could be dead. He can’t
Be allowed to sleep
In public like that.

Wake him up. Find out
What he’s up to. Looks
Suspicious, can’t be
Good, looks too much like
He’s doing nothing,

And you can guess what
Nothing means, for him
Or, if not him, you.
Nothing spreads like dark
Pools shading to you.