So It Goes Poem by Hans Ostrom

So It Goes



The scene's a blue barge
on a green river. Twilight.
Many lights on land: a
society, a world. The illusion

of a fixed place moves
away from me like this barge,
becomes a far point of view,
a watcher on a river dock.

Then I'm darkness
falling, and soon the
darkness itself, then
nothing, & I am not.

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