Monday, October 27, 2008

Jack, Jack & Me

Someone hit this wall in West Toledo with a Kerouac stencil
















so
this is what it all comes down to

jack
all robes and no monk
pouring out
and pouring in
like some cheap sutra
in booze and tears

an unresolved riddle
haiku
or koan
is all that remains

and of course none of it matters

but i can’t stop
filling it all up
with nothingness

since after all
nothing is empty
everything is full
of some stupid desire
to bring it all on

or throw it all
away

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