The atmosphere presses in on my eardrums

with words like “boring” and “shit” and “useless”

but the world is more amorphous than you know,

I will get to you with nothing if not persistence

and an earnest heart, can this terrible nothing

not add up to something over time, the eyes

are trained to follow flashing lights of red and

yellow, to look at them for Morse code meaning,

yeah, that’ll happen, remember, I only ever wanted

to remove the curtains and tender fog that stand

between a planet chock full of bored catastrophes,

fix your eyes to my screen, take in the insignificance,

understand that no matter how petty and I foolish

I may seem to you now, I tried, you see, I tried…