après absurdity

apres ski hats

stop at Timmy’s brown bag,

influencers 

with their mechanical lives

trying to normalize 

the absurdity,

impose meaning 

upon the indifference. 

nothing but the boot selfie

and a fifteen-dollar sandwich

the universe keeps throwing back at you.

again and again,

intrusive thoughts seep in.

the call of the void

no longer whispers,

it yells jump, 

honey walnut prawns on brioche,

sleepy jones de-influencer!

nothing doesn’t exist.

nothing is something.

happiness in the mere 

contemplation of mystery,

like a dimensionless number

swimming in the quantum foam.

empty space isn’t empty

speedway

and free lift tickets to the mountain.

spacetime tells matter how to move,

matter tells spacetime how to curve.

onesie and beanie…

you better have your chains on.