Walk a little.
Round the corner and up a bit
There it is
The strange round kerbstone
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I saw infinity the other day.
I stepped outside this aimless place
of unfulfilled desires.
I was apart from time.
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The motorway was grey-blue
As it always was
Cars and lorries rushed past
The lorries sucking us into themselves
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In the reflection of vanitas
You look not at your mortality
Such is the nonchalance of youth.
You deny death a hundred times a day
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Reader when you view these lines,
In your homes and cluttered courts,
Part of me reaches your eyes and mind,
And you absorb my thoughts.
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The nonentity spends its time
in the mud at the bottom of a cliff
while the waves break
and the broken shells complain of
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Like a thousand pound suit that hides cheap underwear,
Like gloves that hide crooked hands,
Like soldiers that die of fright before they can shoot,
Such is life.
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Where does memory go
When it's finished with the moment -
Is it tossed away?
Is there an island in the universe
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The strong, unmixed wine of beauty
That our eyes deceive us not,
Also lets in harsh reality,
Like spirits that abuse the throat.
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What is the point of ambition
Connected to the reason for being
Why write poetry?
Why do anything?
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