poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit

Like anyone
So common, me. Two eyes, a nose a belly-button, whiskers, and ten toes So much like anyone, I could be confused for conservative or liberal, user or used "I'm not like them!" I exclaim but in which way are we not the same? because I'm given a different name? Don't I speak nonsense too? and eat and sleep, and also poo like Buddhist, Catholic or Jew? I'm "special", I've been told perhaps even a thing to behold and oh! how my ego takes hold But I'm not, I'm as simple and plain as a bubble of champagne a tiny link in a fantastic chain an unremarkable little grain in the field of the mundane [28-XI-08]
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