why chase an empty name

ask more
of the system.
the kidneys.
liver.
more
of the stomach.
ask more
of the blood.
the lungs
fill and empty,
fill and empty,
ask more.
the throat,
parched
from asking,
ask more.
the heart,
its cadence
of faith,
its recitation of
“always enough,
always enough,
always enough”,
yes, ask
more of it.
ask more.

the melon baller
in the kitchen,
no longer is it
there. it has been
removed,
so as to make
space.
little divots.
small scoops.
no need to call into
space,
to wait
for the echo to
offer proof.
no need to ask.

the lungs fill
and they empty.
fill
and they empty.
the heart beats its cadence,
its unconditional,
unquestioning,
faith.