ekkis
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poetry = nonsense
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit
nonsense = meaninglessness
meaninglessness = void
void = nothingness
nothingness = spirit
Sleeping |
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I sleep much these days
to make up for all the sleep
in my youth missed
what luxury
to sleep as much as one wills
-- the reward of old age
woke up late today
I’m sleeping my life away
many days I failed to sleep
one day I shall fail to wake
[25-XI-2020] Copyright © 2011 Erick Calder |
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