There is nothing around to be jammed up

[Bob Brueckl]

There is nothing around to be jammed up     There is no light. There is no sound. There is no dripping water. There is no pebble. There is no pile of shit. There is no waking up. There is no sweat. There is no armpit. There is no sloshing under. There is no feeling. There is no gravel. There is no sharp object. There is no between. There is no rain. There is no sky. There is no brick. There is no seeing. There is no tiny glitter. There is no flashing. There is no hole. There is no stuff to stuff. There is no tooth. There is no windowsill. There is no falling. There is no glass. There is no screw. There is no glue. There is no head. There is no woman. There is no outside. There is no shouting. There is no blood. There is no pussy.     --Bob BrueckL after John M. Bennett's "Ceiling Light" from his book ANT-PATH