Et In Arcadia Ego Poem by Summer Benefield
Et In Arcadia Ego
There's a dying in this life
Like a constant hum of a song that just won't go
And it threatens to make me go mad
All I can do is think of something else
But it's never the same
Never as fascinating
As that one humming tolling tinkerbell.
Never. Never. Land.
Saturday, February 26, 2005
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