Conclusions on Nothing

I just woke from a dream

in which I lost a friend

who meant a great deal to me.

And now I'm trying to figure out what it meant.

I'm no sage,

I'm no monk,

but I have to conclude nothing.

It means only that I had a dream.

It is in and of itself,

and nothing ever seems to have meaning 

in and of itself.

But now, look,

the damn thing has inserted itself

into a poem

and into my thoughts.

So once again

I have to conclude

that nothing I know of

is ever in and of itself.