there
is nothing for you here but madness
but there is nothing for me
there but madness
so
where will you go
here there there here
you go
to madness
i am always here
madness
is always with us
what is madness
madness
is herethere
madness is the going that has
gone
hello
nothing
hello madness
hello
hello
here but you is for there
amen
for some say that order is the
way
and
others chaos
and neither right
and
both right
yet who could walk both and
neither?
and
the path of trying is the path of madness
and the path of seeing but not
trying is also the path
and
the path of neither trying nor seeing is madness
and the madness that is not
madness is also the path
there
is no path outside the path for all is path
and this is madness
there
is sky and land and sea and fire
but they are dead in our
hearts
we
have kept them alive technically
they are dead in our hearts
the
gap between coitus and dream
this is madness
the
wheel that re-turns
this is madness
the
dove and the oil
this is madness
the
word that has forgotten how to fly
this is madness
the
the that keeps theing
this too is madness
here
we are
in the this and the here and
the the
we
shall win a prize
from the society of the
nonexistent
and it
shall be called onk
the prize of onk shall be ours
we shall
place it high on the shelves of our soul
and dust it like rare italian
marble
we
shall call ourselves those of onk
and those who disdain us shall
call us onkists
and
there shall be a war
between the onkists and the
yoophians
between
the onkists and the uffuls
between the uffuls and the
yoophians
between
all and all
and this is madness
let us
go to sleep
for we have exhausted the
possibilities
but
rather we have not exhausted the possibilities but they have exhausted us
for the night has gone and day
is here and it is time to sleep
for we
no longer know how to distinguish day and night
and this is madness
and
this is the dusting
and this is madness
and
here we are the last poets
the last poets are always the
last
and
this is madness
we seek fog like others seek
light or money or love
nothing
for us here but fog
and fog is the wheel
and
the wheel is the sea
the sea the hello
the
hello the prize
the prize the sleep
let us
sleep
and this is madness
and
this is sleep
this is sleep
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