CONCLUSION SEVENTY-ONE
Having walked a divergent path - twenty miles
of a sideways trek - this ending, this destination
looms nearer than before. One would hope
it's been worth it. Clouds in the sky are
midway between hope and despair.
And so am I.
-
Lethal doses of everything eventually
take their toll. Lethargy and languishing
together make this Jack a dull boy...
or whatever that saying is.
The baker has stopped
baking. The cow no
longer gives milk.
-
Thereby, (isn't it to be said),
we have reached the end
of all deliverance? A very
self-apparent conclusion
looms before us :
-
We've been duped into
believing there's
something
to come.
Having walked a divergent path - twenty miles
of a sideways trek - this ending, this destination
looms nearer than before. One would hope
it's been worth it. Clouds in the sky are
midway between hope and despair.
And so am I.
-
Lethal doses of everything eventually
take their toll. Lethargy and languishing
together make this Jack a dull boy...
or whatever that saying is.
The baker has stopped
baking. The cow no
longer gives milk.
-
Thereby, (isn't it to be said),
we have reached the end
of all deliverance? A very
self-apparent conclusion
looms before us :
-
We've been duped into
believing there's
something
to come.
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