in this evolving emptiness br that's gaurded by the galaxies br sleep slips into regular folds br of this body and settles br in its intriguing contours br and the day too wakes up into br blinding emptiness br all more out of habit br i deliberately create nothingness br to negate this embryonic br meaninglessness that smarts br through the routine eyeballs br in sleep as well wakefulness br do you hear the rattling of bones br in the empty sack that gets moved br about by the everyday business of life? br br 08sep2009 br 20.