This is a perfect expression
of nothing,
just as the blank screen
before it appeared
is a perfect expression
of nothing,
and just as I am
a perfect expression
of nothing,
so the game goes
like this -
that the creative exercise
gets me up
and high
like a sense pleasure,
but then I get busted
by its lack of response
and the fact
that this poetry
is nothing,
and the world's view
is that poetry is
Really Something,
and the response
is a drag,
but the spirtual view
is that the poetry
is something like mischief
and the response
is just what I deserve.
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