I want to ask questions with no answers
to hear myself think and savor the sound.

I want to say I am alive but doubt it
because what is living anyway?

I want to take up space
               even if most of it is empty.

I want to be a bunch of particles
convulsing in the vastness of void
pretending to be interested in order.

But, instead, here I am:
Caucasian male, 39, 5’6”, employed
with a credit score of 650.

All I’ll ever need to be.