Ambition

Make sure everything you create
is worthless
it wasn’t bought
cannot be sold
or must I sell these words
like a beloved daughter
or a slave who rises with the same sun
that unfolds morning glories

Make sure everything you say
is meaningless
it is meaning that creates the enemy
meaning that demands apologies
before our execution

Make sure every tune you sing
has no end nor beginning
for all creation begins with a conjunction
and a tapered decrescendo that conjoins it
to the voice of eternal silence

Make sure love is rarely stated
be in the state of love
without declaration
and with rare demonstration

hold hands with the horizon
though it lie beyond reach
leaving all keys in their locks
until both sides of the door achieve equality

dance with the dawn only when asked
making sure your shoes were left in a dark closet
alongside your identity.