on love on 5.12.04

if it were mine to,
i’d offer
any word synonymous
with, “universe”
up to you
out of this
language of mine:
love.

but i’m not sure
what that word is,
“everything” is close
containing “nothing”
inside it
but this is beyond
things.

though all the universe,
even this small
dark room,
is comprised
of so many objects,
people.

love is why.
why we breathe
and exchange
even objections.
“without object”
means love
in every direction
those words:
the answer.