Meaningless Reasons

The light you can watch
Moving and the light
You can’t see tremble
Combine on the floor

Of the afternoon
Cafe in nowhere.
Everything’s solid,
Everyone’s bodied,

And music’s spooling
Out of the blonde air,
But no one’s speaking,
And no one’s signing,

And the hours are free
From needing reading,
From needing meaning,
Which is why you’re here.