[I have to say it: this is one of my favorite Barbie Angell poems! She had me at “unobtanium.” & then there's another of Barbie's cool drawings, which she tells me is titled "Paradox." I know you'll enjoy this too!]
I’m getting used to wanting nothing
And it’s harder than I thought.
It’s made from unobtanium
And nothing can’t be bought.
I have nothing when I wake up.
I have nothing when I sleep.
So I figured that I’d give up
On the somethings I don’t need.
And nothing can be small.
It won’t take up any space.
And if I ever lose it,
It’s quite easy to replace.
I have some nothing no one gave me,
And I keep it in my mind.
There’s lots of extra room there,
So it’s easier to find.
And I’d like to give you something,
But I like you more than that.
‘Cause everyone gives something
when they don’t know where nothing’s at.
So here’s a piece of nothing,
Please keep it close to you.
If you find you’re out of something,
It’s nothing you can use.
Barbie Dockstader Angell