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

All is vanity
All is vanity; so says the Psalms. Today I lie broken bound fast to my wretched self spoon-fed, like an infant and now understand this wisdom Oh vanity! I had it all together My world my oyster And in the nihilistic logic of my solipsism I was God To think I even considered myself humble! [12/14/98]
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