Blank

Oh Blankness! Stare at me

May my eyes never

Never blink at you

You have a face

That never sways

Much nicer than

The fair ones I know;

For down they go to make s show

Of their plumes and lace

Adorning their race

And then fume

Like wet chickens

Spraying the meadows

But you are unique

Let me find myself

In you.