Nobody reads about some Anybody
because Nobodies write about
Somebodies that Anybodies couldn’t be.
Unless their intention is the opposite:
that Anybody can be the Somebodies
because they’re Nobody in particular,
either yet or forever.
Just like you.

I’m sorry,
there’s not Somebody writing the history books;
that’s the Nobodies. Somebodies are out
filling the history books
with alcohol tonight.
Anybody knows that.
Nobodies show that
by staying in and writing when
Anybody else would be with Anybody else
tonight. Right?

I don’t know.
I had more, but I spilt tea
over my daily journal.
Some of my Somebodies looked
more like Nobodies when it all
smudged away.
It’s hard to tell Anybody apart
at the end of the day.