no longer can I shed the pain
it is a constant mockery
surrounded by the failing soul
are ragged shadow-lands of grief
the sunset brings cruel avatars
forsaken gods and goddesses
the somnolence is like a pall
the darkest velvet of the night
then even dreams are agony
reminders of lost ecstasy
for youth can never come again
or song or breath or lover's touch
and in the final prayer I plead
a dreamless sleep to comfort me
where dismal timeless waters flow
from mountains of infinity
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