nothing to:meditation when drunk

i have nothing to say.
i am like nobody.
nobody lives in a washing machine.
nobody is me and i am nobody.
nobody must be somebody
but somebody will go.
somebody will die,
nobody will live forever,
turning and turning,
i have nothing to say.
nothing is not here nor there.
nothing is not nothing
but nothing is in words.
you can see nothing,
you can feel nothing,
so nothing is something.
listen to the wind.
i want to throw somebody
into the sky, high on nothing
and nobody.
somebody lives in the fire,
my heart swims on the river,
my soul flies above the clouds,
i close my skin and i oscillate,
synchronicity with birds' wings,
i rise and i sink.
i breathe.
i am nobody.
i have no heart,
i have no soul.
nobody lives in a washing machine.
nobody smiles tonight.
the mind is liquid,
nothing and all find space
in the sea of the night.
shadows are fishes,
frogs do not croak in winter.
who then is God,
he is nothing,
she is everything,
but no thing is God.
there is no thing,
and nothing is not nothing,
nobody is nobody.
God lives in a washing machine.
maybe.