Yonder

    1

    Anything cancels

    everything out.

    If each point

    is a singularity，

    thrusting all else

    aside for good，

    "good" takes the form

    of a throng¹

    of empty chairs.

    Or  it's ants

    swarming² a bone.

    2

    I'm afraid

    I don't love

    my mother

    who's dead

    though I once -

    what does "once" mean？ -

    did love her .

    So who'll meet me over yonder？

    I don't recognize the place names.

    Or I do， but they come

    from televised wars.