Not pulled taut until it snapped
Pulled taut until it was stretched out of shape
They lost elastic memories in a well gone to too many times
Empty bucket, usage holocaust
We can do this the hard way
Eternal constant maintenance
Eat and sleep in ghastly ownership
Manuals tucked under one arm
When the pulse goes faint
The true calling of knowledge goes fainter
Into legerdemain distance, the voice as if being carried
Power slips quickly away, the married woman's lover in pleasure that won't stand still
The night vanisher and the fate of all happy moments
For the bar is almost at zero
Empty of what once came easily and
Endeared you to those you met socially and those you met professionally
Stripped of all self in inwards expression
Stripped of all self in outwards expression but agreemen
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