Poem: what I was

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WHAT I WAS

Just God and me

And no difference between us,

God and me,

Which made it easier to

Drink wine,

Love women,

Suffer, laugh, and wonder.

As if fucking and intoxication

Were as hallowed as awe,

Because the mystery contained all,

But did not limit all,

And so I stopped distinguishing

What I was from

What I was

Not.

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These selected fragments are excerpted from unpublished writings by Jack Haas; selections from the notebooks 1990-2005.