a poem about nothing at all

I don't feel anything today
no punctuation or exclamation
no dangling participles nor anguished outbursts
the heart is dead, the secret gone
and I wished I cared a little more
because it seems a shame
a crying shame that something so me
could be lost in the rain
classic rain, sadness and beauty
impotent and sad somedays
but today its nothing. nothing
at
all
and i was almost tempted to use a period there but i didn't
and this could be considered a stream of conciousness but it isn't
and tomorrow could be happy but it won't
and maybe now
in the between-times
with the starless night and silent rooms
maybe now i could not feel something
i don't i mean
i don't feel anything
i mean i think
that i feel empty inside
i don't really feel anything and i think that's bad
for christ sake it's 3 in the morning and i'm
i'm writing about how i don't feel
something anything nothing at all

nope
i don't feel anything today