In the twilight I saw my
Life
Swimming slow
Dejected amidst untidy waters
On the shore
Green goblins laughed; a pout
Of steam issued from earth;
Careless the brambles
Here and there cut the feet
With blood - hear me, hear me -
Night will soon come
The minutes pass and
When the minutes pass the seconds
Vital become
And when the seconds pass
Nanoseconds flourish - hear,
Hear human, the first stars
Already are out
They smile but wryly
For there is now a fading
Beauty of the dusk - hours
Have flown - now important
Minutes and heavy seconds -
And I
I Poet Seer with the first
Drops of tears glistening
In my eyes of pain
Bend
My
Head
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