Tombs For The Living Are Erected By The Dead Poem by Anthony Weir
Tombs For The Living Are Erected By The Dead
Normal is other people
They don't look happy, either
The speed of dark always
greater than the speed of light
What they say
is either meaningless or has
hidden meaning False
sincerity their commonest
expression Each eye
a wary void
Stupidity is faster than
wisdom
I am the past that I'm forgetting
Everything I want to celebrate
is threatened or destroyed.
Sunday, May 28, 2006
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