Emptiness
is a guide to
inclusion,

a guide
to the
Unalone.

There is no
transcendent
cool,

no spiritual
excluded
loneliness

like the
Romantic
glorification

of ennui.
The emptiness
is not

Alone.
We wear a
peer-mask.

In the
weary world
we are

included, an
anhedonia
of the self

is not
for us Alone.
The irony

is this
spiritual
inclusion.

(cut-up: Infinite Jest – David Foster Wallace)