This was written within a month or so of your death, Sal. But you know that, if there is anything to be known, you know. And if there is nothing to be known, well, then, it’s only me. And why would creation be born of madness, because madness is the only answer, if it’s only me. And the laughter of a child is the only answer you need to know that life is not born of madness.
And so…
I can’t take it
but I do.I can’t take it.
I refuse.I refuse
and it doesn’t matter,
and still,I refuse.