Not a Poem

I write poems for no one

and no one reads them

which means I have achieved

the purpose of my poems

When no one reads them

they readily appreciate the poetry

and meaning

though there is neither

poetry nor meaning in them

The philsophical question remains:

if no one reads your poetry

do your poems actually exist?

does this poem exist?

do I, the poet, exist?

do you, the reader, exist?

we'll never know

because no one reads my poetry

and if you think you are doing so just now

and thus proving me wrong

think again.

you are probably dreaming

or are reading someone else's poem

and getting it mixed up for mine.