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Comments about Gregory Geismar
With the sky heavy and dark, upwardly they will glance
Seeking that which is not a goal, with nothing but an awkward stance
Pierced the veins that are, the road is long, a trodden path
The soul yearns not for what is deserved or owed,
Just a conclusion, a return to a natural state of glow
Dirty and worn, at the ground we may stare
Incredulous of our present state, always too aware
Nihilistic thoughts that dominate mind and soul
The Bridge and sea remain clear, velvet roping to end such toll
Only at the end do we realise the gift we had and are,
The mirror now...