I was walking down
the streets
trying to perfect
my pronunciation
of the word
meaninglessness
I repeated it
frequently aloud
meaninglessness
meanínglessness
meaningléssness
meaninglessnéss
for a while I stopped
to look up at the
starry night
standing on bridges
and stare at the
water below
skim through neighborhoods
in dim artificial twilight
but then
I continued
meaninglessness
meaninglessness
like a meaningless
obsession had taken
hold of me
meaninglessness
meaninglessness
till suddenly
it was no longer a word
but absolute noise

I carried on
that night
in that meaningful chaos
that laid before me.