Kohelet, chapter 1

Kohelet, chapter 1

Son of David King of Jerusalem

Un-such
everything is Un-such —

he threw a mask concealing his face
onto the stone wall:

There is this Wall
There is un-such that passes
And there is this wall:

The sun makes its way home
Everything Yearns for home:

The rivers to the sea
Everything with its locus —

Tired
Nothing new:

Is this new —
Same un-such.

A lot to learn
I go to the woodshed.

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