All of nothing

Maybe it's true -
I am all
Of the nothing
You protest loudly
From the
Back of this line
On hands and knees
Heart on tongue
Lapping words once
Upon his time
Not a time because
His was the only
You wished upon
Breaking bones
Holding feet up
As you passed along
The tracks and blew
Kisses to the god of
Traffic lights and
Sipping your tea
Drinking your fortune
You were finally fortunate
Enough to see
Every word that you
Somehow missed in
Your fairy tale
Riddled with inaccuracies
Of the prince saving
You instead
Of me