Another Truckload of Values from Nothing

So that's what this is,
The fool thinks, staring,
At a white-washed truck
In a parking lot,

It's bright-red slogan:
"ANOTHER TRUCKLOAD
OF VALUES FROM." Blank.
Nothing. A white smear.

The fool can't resist
Assigning meaning
To this. Oh, of course,
It's a metaphor

For our existence.
It captures that sense
Of the present tense,
Ever-abundant

Coming from nowhere
And going nowhere,
This rich moment, now,
Truckload of something.