EMPTY

EMPTY

the plane is full
the plane is empty

every champagne bubble
could be its own
tiny universe

every chess match
ending in stalemate

and not
every island
is Devil’s island
not every
island has a
Devil

even the
Devil fears the advent
of pure nothingness

why
he could well be
so desperate
to rebuild, redecorate,

have
his domain
look more like Heaven