No Matter

What if Kerouac was right
when he translated The Master:
there’s no rain / there’s no me

What if that’s just his hipster way of
showing off that he’s read all those
same old books I remember reading
way-back-when myself;

all those books I knew were
telling the truth, all those books
that tried to tell me what I guess
I’ve always known:

I’m not really here either. What if
I’m not really here?

I’m going to go to sleep now.
I’ve checked it all out. It’s cool.
It’s all the same, either way.

RDP Tuesday ~ What If…

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